Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 511

A statement that is not condescending.

Let the surrounding people who are watching hear clearly.

"So that's it."

"The father wouldn't let this mother see her children because she couldn't carry them."

"Don't you know them both? The child they are talking about that is the Johnson family's offspring, of course baby."

Listening to the chatter of the crowd, Grace's face changed slightly and she cursed Violet for talking.

Before she could think of a retort, Louis had already walked up to her and pulled her up with a cold face.

"What are you doing here?"

"Louis, I just wanted to see if Luka was feeling better."

Grace continues to play soft.

"He's fine at home, don't worry about it."

Louis spoke in a cold voice, his eyes fell on Violet, who was holding her daughter and walking away quickly, and took a big step after her.

"Louis, I want to see him, is it okay if you take me to him?"

Grace followed, tugging on his sleeve with a pleading face.

Louis' face was cold and his eyes swept like a knife to her hand that was pulling him in.

The powerful pressure made Grace unconsciously let go of him.

"When he is back to normal, I will naturally let you meet."

Back to normal, by which he means Luka is back to her old self.

Instead of the way they are now repulsed by Violet.

Grace naturally understood the meaning of his words.

So if Luka doesn't return to her original form, she won't be able to see him again?

She doesn't care, it's up to the little guy at home to decide if he'll want to!

Violet was already in the car. She ignored Louis and Grace, turned the car around and drove off.

Louis watched the car drive further and further away, helplessly sunken brow.

It seems that the little woman is determined not to goback to the Johnson Manor with herself.

Not caring about Grace beside him, he strides towards his car.

"Louis."

Grace faked a couple of screams and waited for Louis's car to leave, which then collected the softness of the color.

With this thorn in her side, she doesn't believe that the two of them can still be together!

Louis watched Violet's car pull up to the curb, got out of the car and carried his daughter into the Little Ya Cakeshop, and ultimately did not go down. Turning the car around, he headed back to the Johnson Manor.

In the Johnson Manor, Maria looked at her eldest grandson, who entered with long legs, with a sad face.

"Louis, you're back."

"Well, Grandma, is Luka okay."

Louis handed his jacket to a servant and inquired.

"Hey, his body doesn't seem to be much worse, he just can't mention Violet, and when he mentions Violet, he's like a different person."

Maria sighed and spoke.

"I'm going upstairs to check on him."

Louis said, and then went upstairs.

In the children's room, Luka's small white hands are crackling on the keyboard.

Louis gently pushed the door in and walked over to him to take a look and found him writing programming.

I have to say, my own son's IQ is definitely advanced.

This programming, he also taught him just a few times, he can feel himself to write the code.

Not bad for your own son.

"Wrong here."

Louis pointed out a mistake just in time, and Luka looked at him, only to replace that his father had returned.

He said nothing and corrected the mistakes as Louis pointed them out.

When the programming was over, Luka said good-naturedly, "Daddy, you're home."

Louis rubbed his little head, "What have you been doing at home all day today?"

"Playing with the computer, playing with Rubik's cube, and drawing." Luka said back.

Louis picked him up and sat him down on the couch.

Himself crouched down in front of him.

"Luka, you're a very smart kid and can tell right from wrong, right?"

Louis decided to have another open and honest talk with his son.

Luka looked into his dark, deep eyes and nodded.

"What are you trying to say, Dad?"

Louis held the small hand, "I just want to say that I like Auntie Violet and want to marry her into the house so that she can take care of you conveniently. You've been very agreeable before, so why the sudden change of attitude now?"

Hearing this, Luka's expression changed, and as soon as she shook off his hand, she slid off the couch.

"I don't want her to take care of me, she's the bad woman who took Mommy's place. Mummy is pathetic, I want Mummy to take care of me!"

The little one's eyes gradually reddened, and a violent factor filled his surroundings.