Love Starts After We Break Up

Louis is not uncomfortable at all, just the tone of his voice is percolating.

He wants to see his wife, not to mention the dog hole, let him go into the frying pan he is also willing.

"Funny."

Daniel couldn't hold it in and laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.

A long time later, he corrected himself, "The servant who pushed Violet into the water explained that it was the people from the big house who instructed him to do so?" Louis gave a hmmm, his eyes cold and hostile.

"These people, they really are as disgusting as maggots in the gutter."

Daniel cursed in disgust and said, "I have to take this out for Violet, I have to find a way to punish them a little."

"You don't have to think about it, I have my own way to punish them."

Louis swirled his glass of water, and his deep eyes flashed with a gut-wrenching coldness.

If they dare to touch his people, he will let them taste what is worse than death!

"What do you want to do?" Daniel asked.

Louis didn't say anything, when a nurse knocked on the door and told Daniel to prepare for surgery.

Daniel responded, put away his curiosity and got up, "Okay, I'm going to go do my surgery first, we'll talk about it tonight. And you, stop drilling the dog hole, I'll talk to the bouncer and let you in." Seeing as he saved his sister's life, he gave someone the benefit of the doubt and let them in through the front door.

"You don't have to tell me, the man I sent will open the door for me."

Louis spoke in a deep voice.

Daniel raised his eyebrows, "Tch, you're too good at infiltration, aren't you? Let me replace a group of servants and use the people you sent directly? Who exactly does the family listen to in the future?" "I listen to my wife." Louis said.

Daniel: "......'

Now it is a wife slave look, but unfortunately a little late.

He wants to take his sister back intact, it is estimated that there are still five hurdles to overcome.

"Let me remind you, you try to keep a low profile, don't let my grandmother find out, my grandmother is not happy with you."

The old man had a hard time finding his granddaughter, but when the eye protects it.

There is a bias against Louis.

Louis didn't say anything, just took a slow sip of water.

He doesn't care if others are satisfied with him or not.

The only thing he cares about is his wife's attitude. Night comes.

Amy gave Violet her usual acupuncture treatment.

Vanessa raised her guard and stayed with Violet every inch of the way.

When Violet was done with her treatment, she went to take a shower and was so tired that she quickly fell asleep.

At midnight, Louis came back.

Vanessa apologized to him somewhat apologetically.

Louis had little expression on his face.

"Remember your responsibility, from now on you are only responsible for the young lady's affairs, don't meddle in them. If you make any more mistakes, I'll be the only one to ask you!" His voice was soft, but it carried the majesty of a higher power, so that people did not dare to disobey.

Vanessa's muscles tightened and she responded.

Louis gestured for her to keep watch outside, then, as he had done yesterday, lifted Violet's covers and embraced her as she fell asleep.

Violet did not wake up, dazed and followed the warm and familiar embrace leaned over, a good night's sleep.

Vanessa sat on guard outside the door and between closed eyes, faintly heard the howling of men and women coming from the garden.

She frowned and didn't meddle.

The following day.

Violet woke up and habitually touched her side.

The comforter was empty and her dazed thoughts woke up.

Habit is a terrible thing.

Obviously, we have only been in bed with him for a few months, but we are already deep in the marrow.

Last night she seemed to dream about him again.

Violet sighed inwardly and sat up.

She sniffed lightly and felt only a hint of male scent that seemed to linger in the air.

Violet's eyes moved and her red lips pursed.

Was she really dreaming?