Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 487

Josie saw the news and the smile on her face faded a little.

She didn't say anything, just put the phone down and then pulled Austin outside.

"Josie."

Violet called out to her and followed her out with some concern.

With a cold, pretty face, Josie dragged Austin to the first floor.

Austin didn't know about the news yet, he looked at Josie's cold, frosty pretty face, "Josie, are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

Josie snorted coldly as she pulled open the door of Tasty Interlude Bakery and shoved Austin out.

"Austin, please don't ever show up in front of me again! I'm not Matilda, not that delicate and don't need your pretentious care!" So last night he was there to save the beauty!

He can go, but please don't come back to disgust her!

Josie's eyes reddened a little, and she forced down the sourness in her nose as she walked quickly back to her apartment.

Austin froze, not rushing to catch up, but stopped Violet who was leaving, "What were you guys looking at?"

Violet gave him a look and handed him the phone.

Austin saw that news, and suddenly his eyebrows knitted together, and cursed in his heart.

Who has nothing better to do than to put even this kind of news on the hot search?

He's going to get him laid off!

"Mr. Evison, is this Matilda really the one who saved your life?"

Violet looked at Austin and couldn't help but ask.

How can it be such a coincidence?

This Matilda had saved Austin?

"Yes, I've been on the line with her, and she's not wrong."

Austin hands the phone back to Violet, somewhat helplessly.

He also hopes to get it wrong.

That way Josie wouldn't have to get into this mess with him.

"Mr. Evison, Matilda is your life saver, she is in trouble, there is nothing wrong for you to help her. But Josie and Matilda's relationship is very stiff, if you still want to save your relationship with Josie, I think you should think about how to get along with Matilda."

Violet thought about it for a moment and said.

Austin looked over at her with a bit of a headache.

"Helena, do you also think that I did wrong? If it were you, for someone who saved your life, could you really do that and ignore her even if she was in danger?"

Hearing this, Violet shook her head.

"No, I'm not asking you to ignore what happened to her, but you could have paid attention in a different way. Like what happened yesterday, couldn't you have asked your assistant to step in? Do you have to show up in person to show how much you value her?"

She didn't think Austin did anything wrong.

After all, Matilda was his savior.

Josie is actually more pretentious in a way when she gets angry like this.

But she could also understand Josie.

Josie has suffered a love injury on the one hand, and she hates Matilda on the other.

She just doesn't want to get herself caught up in a love affair and get hurt again.

Emotional matters cannot be deduced by common sense, if Austin really loves Josie and must have her, then it can only be him who takes a step back.

Hearing Violet's words, Austin's eyes lit up.

"Yes, you make a good point, look at my pig brain, why didn't I think of that layer? Thank you, Helena, you're so smart, no wonder you've got Louis eating out of the palm of your hand." Violet: """

Why is it about Louis again?

When did she eat Louis to death.

Violet looked at Austin's back as he hurried up the stairs and smiled dumbly.

Let's hope the two of them will be fine.

Upstairs outside the apartment, Austin kept knocking on the door.

"Josie, open the door and let me explain. If you don't open the door, I'll keep knocking until you do."

It didn't take long for the door to open.

Austin hooked the corner of his lips, was about to speak, the face of a pot of cold water

The surrounding body instantly cold, Austin sucked back a cold breath.

This woman, don't be so desperate!

"Austin, I have nothing to say to you. Don't bother me, knock on the door again, and the next time you spill it, it won't be clean water."

Josie had a cold face, finished the sentence and closed the door with a ping.