Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 91

Let him go after Violet again?

He was the head of The Johnson Group. Shouldn't others be the one who was crying and begging for

his help?

Didn't he have pride?

Looking at the back of her grandson, the old Mrs. Johnson's old eyes flashed with light.

She can't await his doom. She had to help her own grandson.

......

The following day.

Violet stood in front of the civil affairs bureau, looking for him.

It had been half an hour and there was still no sign of Louis.

He was not pretending not to see the message, right?

If he didn't come, at least told her so!

Violet was bellyaching, mentally debating whether to continue to wait.

At that moment, a luxury car stopped at the entrance.

The door opened and Louis got out of the back seat of the car.

A handmade version of a black suit wrapped around his tall, upright figure.

Under the sun, the man was still handsome.

What a beautiful man!

Violet sighed in her heart and took a quick step to meet him.

"Mr. Johnson, you're here."

The woman wore a ponytail, showing a bare fair forehead.

She came smiling in the sunshine, looking extra youthful and bright.

Seemed to be in a good mood.

Louis glanced at her, only to feel the depression in the heart again.

Was she that happy to divorce?

"Mr. Johnson, it's getting late. So let's go in and do the paperwork?"

Violet looked at Louis who was sullen and asked cautiously.

Louis stared at her and suddenly burst out, "Violet, there are some things you don't need to worry

about. I will take care of them myself. I'll give you one more chance. Do you want to be Luka's mother?

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"Mr. Johnson, you are handsome and from an noble family. Like me who are just a commoner, so I will

not blaspheme you. It is better to look at you from afar."

Without waiting for Louis to finish his words, Violet had a wide smile on her face and complimented.

Louis' words stuck in his throat, and the air pressure around him lowered.

A women who cannot tell good from bad. Just waited and regreted!

Looking at the man with a cold face striding towards the inside, Violet patted her chest and let out a

long breath.

It was so hard to wait for the divorce. How could she possibly regret it!

When she got the divorce papers and stared at the words on it, she was still in a bit of a trance.

Now, she was second-hand?

"Violet."

Not far away sounded the voice of a man.

Violet looked up and saw Isaac striding towards her.

"Isaac, what brings you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by."

Isaac walked up to her, not saying he came around to take a look on purpose.

Wondering if she'll get a smooth divorce this time.

"Then you can continue to your work. I'm going to go back too."

Violet put the divorce papers in her bag and smiled.

Isaac was relieved when his eyes fell on Louis, who had just come out, and gave him a slight nod.

"Mr. Johnson."

Louis' thin lips were pursed and his eyes swept coldly past him and landed on Violet's body.

So this was the reason why she rushed to divorce herself?

Out of sorts!

Louis strode away. Violet looked at his back, and her heart inexplicably crossed a trace of unknown

emotions.

Goodbye, ex-husband!

The phone rang unexpectedly. Violet returned to her senses, picked it up and looked at it.

It was the old Mrs. Johnson calling.

Answering, she softly said, "Grandma."

"Violet, Louis said you're going to do the divorce today? When you're done, come to Balridge Manor

and make pastries with Grandma, okay?"