Love Starts After We Break Up
Chapter 773

Louis wants to divorce her!

No, it's not possible!

Violet's face was white and she looked at the hung-up phone with disbelief.

So her feelings with him are so fragile?

Just because his sister-in-law died, he blamed her for all the crimes?

Sure enough, the sweet words of men are poison.

The only people who are poisoned are the ones who take it seriously!

Violet gripped the phone tightly, her heart was like a knife cutting thinly, the pain was unbearable.

Her belly throbbed again, and she hurriedly took a deep breath, trying desperately to calm her tumbling emotions.

She's still carrying his child, and even if he wants to divorce her, she wants to hear him talk to her face to face!

If he insists on it, then she will definitely take the children and disappear from his world.

Violet got up and went out of the main villa and dialed Louis' number again.

However, the phone showed that it was switched off.

Violet's heart sank a few more notches.

She suppressed the feeling of heartache and went out of the main villa and walked forward in the night.

The lights are on in the building at the other end of the beach, which was originally a resort lodge for guests to rest and play.

At this point, Louis must have settled his sister-in-law there.

Violet took a step towards the front.

Faintly, the sound of footsteps seemed to come from behind.

Violet frowned slightly, her eyes fell to the ground and noticed an elongated figure behind her, approaching her.

What people?

Only to hear a thud, did not wait for her to turn her head, the back of the head a sharp pain hit.

Violet's eyes went black and she slowly fell to the ground.

Before passing out, she only felt that someone had picked her up on his shoulders and then quickly ran forward.

What kind of person attacked her?

What do you want?

Louis blew the sea breeze outside for a while, and when his mind cleared a bit, he wanted to go to the basement of the villa to get the surveillance video. Although his sister-in-law passed away, he still wanted to replace out what was going on.

Let's see if sister-in-law is really pissed off at Violet or not.

He was about to take a step forward when he felt his pocket and found that his cell phone was not in his pocket.

Louis' thin lips pursed lightly as he turned and entered the door.

Inside, Esther was still kneeling by the bed, wiping tears from her eyes.

Seeing him come in, she called out in a resigned voice, "Cousin."

Louis gave her a look without saying anything and looked around for his phone.

The phone was sitting alone on the coffee table, he went over and picked it up and found it was turned off.

Louis frowned and turned the phone on.

There are several missed calls on the phone.

Among them was a call from Violet.

Thinking about what happened today, Louis gripped his phone tighter, barely suppressing the thought of calling back.

He didn't want to deal with anything today, he just wanted to spend time with his sister-in-law.

Louis didn't ask how his phone turned off for no reason, and after shoving it into his pocket, he walked out.

Esther's eyes flashed and she asked in a hurry, "Cousin, where are you going?"

"I'll get the surveillance."

Louis returned the question and then headed out the door.

Esther looked at the doorway, the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a cold arc.

Everything is going well.

"Violet, go to hell!"

This voice clearly came out of her mouth, but it was not her original female voice.

Instead,

......

The phone beeped and a message came in.

"Done."

Two words that made Esther's eyes flash with a sorrowful smile.

Violet, I hope that when you get to hell you remember that you were repudiated by a man before you died!

Louis went to the basement of the villa to copy today's surveillance, and did not rush to see it, so he returned to his room and spent the night with Amara. Esther is sleeping soundly in the other room instead.

The next day, Olly came to pick them up.

Louis ordered the body of his sister-in-law to be sent to the funeral home, and when he was ready, he planned to hold a funeral for her.

A sleepless night had left his face much haggard.