Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 143

The man's deep eyes looked calm and with no emotion.

Violet's heart beat a little faster. Unconsciously, she leaned back and averted her eyes.

"Then, then I thank you."

The woman's face was still pale, with sickly tenderness.

Louis straightened his body slightly and reached for the medicine on the table.

"Your face is as white as a ghost. Why didn't you eat more crabs and see God? "

This person was having trouble with crabs?

It was not like she didn't eat like this in the past!

Violet was a bit speechless, thinking back to what she ate at dinner.

When she thought of something, her face changed slightly.

"No, it's not the crab. It's the drink. I ordered a glass of mango juice. But the taste, it seemed a bit strange."

At that time, she was so focused on chatting that didn't care about anything else.

Now that she could remember it. The taste of that glass of juice was not right.

It was a bit like mango juice, but mixed with other flavors.

Like ...pear!

Pear and crab together can be poisonous!

"You mean someone tampered with the juice you drank? Violet, you're so unpopular.

Louis poured a glass of water and handed it to Violet, then handed her the medicine.

The man's eyes were slightly cold, and the corners of his mouth turned upwards in mockery.

He was scolding her again!

Violet swallowed the word "thank you" and took the medicine.

"Mr. Johnson, why don't you say I'm too good so that people hate me?"

Narcissism!

Louis snorted lightly, "You're so good. That's why your old lover keeps thinking about you. Just waiting for you to get a divorce. So you can be with him with the compensation I gave you."

Again, Violet was at a loss for words.

What he said today was really sarcastic.

He kept mentioning “old flame”. Did he have to be so jealous?

Violet moved her lips and wanted to retort.

But she thought of one thing, she suppressed the fire in her heart.

"Mr. Johnson, it's not what you think. I only treat Isaac as a normal friend. I divorced you, and it has nothing to do with him."

The fact that she had given birth to a child always fooled him.

Therefore, she could not help but feel a little apologetic and guilty.

"It has nothing to do with him. So who?"

Louis narrowed his eyes, "Violet, shouldn't you explain to me about Erin?"

Hearing this question, Violet turned to look at him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Johnson, for hiding it from you. When I married you, I was already a single mother."

She admitted it herself!

Louis' cold eyes stared at her slightly.

"Tell me, who is Erin's real father? Is it Isaac? You take great pains to let Josie raise Erin with so that you could marry me. Then get a nice divorce settlement. And reunite as a family of three when it was all over?"

This man was really too good at making connections!

"Mr. Johnson, I can swear to God that Isaac and I are not related. And if I lie, let me ..."

"That's enough."

Louis interrupted Violet's oath and looked at her, "Then tell me, who is Erin's real father?"

Who was Erin's real father?

She wanted to know it too!

Violet's eyes flickered slightly and she averted her eyes, "The child's father is dead. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

She didn't want to tell him that Erin was the product of one night stand.

Let's pretend this man didn't exist!

The woman's face was as pale as paper, and it could tell from her face that she resisted mentioning it again.

Louis looked at her and his thin lips pursed.

She said Erin's father was dead?

Was it true?