Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 541

Night comes.

Violet settled the two children and went back to her bedroom.

When she finished washing up, Louis came in as well.

"Auntie Amara and your cousin are asleep?"

Violet takes out her hair dryer and prepares to blow dry her hair.

Louis hmmed, took the hair dryer from her and blew her hair.

The man's fingertips brushed her hair, gently and softly like a lover's caress.

Violet's eyes were closed as she enjoyed his ministrations and drifted off to sleep in comfort.

She didn't open her eyes until Louis turned the hair dryer off and picked her up.

"Tired?"

A smile flashed through Louis' eyebrows as he gently placed her on the bed.

"It's okay."

Violet looked at him quietly.

The man is handsome and gentle, she can marry him, I do not know how many women outside envy.

Thinking of something, she asked, "You're close to your cousin?"

Hearing this, Louis raised his sword eyebrows, "Yes. She is my Auntie Amara's adopted daughter. We grew up together and are really close." Esther is Amara's adopted daughter?

Violet's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and then her heart was somewhat clear.

"Auntie Amara didn't have any children of her own? How come you adopted your cousin?"

Esther should not only be affectionate to Louis, but also the love of men and women in it.

"I Auntie Amara has had a bit of a rocky road to love."

Louis sank a few points, "She was divorced once, her first husband liked domestic violence, and when she was pregnant, the baby was lost because of his domestic violence, and she couldn't have any more children. Later, after marrying her current husband, she adopted Esther and raised her as her own daughter."

So that's it.

Violet's gossiping heart was satisfied and said nothing more.

Louis' long, slender fingers caressed her smooth face, then cupped her tiny chin, leaned down slightly and gave her a peck on her red lips.

"What's with the sudden questions about Esther?"

The man's eyes were deep, with a hint of teasing.

Violet pulled his hand away, coughed uncomfortably softly, and sat up.

"Nothing, just a casual question."

Louis looked at her steadily, laughed lightly, came closer to her and said, "Did you see her and I getting close, so you're jealous?"

"No!"

Violet is quick to deny it.

Louis raised his eyebrows, a hint of oppression in his tone, "Not jealous? So you let other women get close to me and you're okay with that?"

Violet:

Okay, so someone thinks she doesn't care about him anymore?

Violet was amused, reached around Louis' neck, raised her head slightly, and gave him a peck on his sexy thin lips.

"Mr. Johnson, your family is good, high value, outside do not know how many women are coveting you. If I see a woman once jealous, then simply soak in the jealousy jar."

The woman's eyes are crystal bright like water, and the curved cherry lips are translucent pink.

Louis reached out and brought her close to him, his voice low and seductive, "What did you call me?"

Violet:

Did she just shout out Mr. Johnson?

"Husband."

She might as well behave and change her name.

"You're quite sensible."

Louis stared at her red lips, a light smile spilled out of the corner of his mouth, and then covered them

Violet only felt her breath taken away, the man's breath gradually disordered.

She thought that someone was bound to take another cold shower later.

What is this pain!