Love after Divorce

Chapter 208

Hearing the assistant's words, Brooklyn smiled coldly.

He, the big brother, was really doing everything he can to become in charge of the Scott Group.

Including today, his own customers were probably taken away from him again.

However, he did not expect to meet Violet today, and she helped him for this time.

And Louis showed up at the hospital as well.

Louis was cold and arrogant, and if he didn't care about Violet, he couldn't have been there for her.

So, according to the current situation, Louis still had feelings for Violet.

If he really had sex with Violet, wouldn't he be hated by Louis?

When the time came, Louis would deal with him and Marcus can sit back and watch the fight between

he and Louis.

What a good game!

"What does he plan to do?"

"Here's the deal ..."

Lyonhall Villa.

Violet dropped Louis off at the villa.

"Mr. Johnson, we have arrived."

Louis pulled open the car door, "I haven't eaten anything yet. Go inside and make me a bowl of

noodles."

He wanted her to make noodles for him?

She didn't seem to have that obligation anymore, did she?

Violet froze and hesitated to get out of the car.

Louis glanced at her, "Didn't you ask me what gift I wanted? You also said that I don't lack anything, so

let's convert the gift into meal. One meal is 1000 dollars. How much the gift you gave David, how many

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Can it still be like this?

How much did he hold a grudge against her for giving David a gift!?

Violet lost her smile, looked at the villa not far away and got out of the car anyway.

When she entered, Lucy was surprised and delighted to see Violet.

"Mrs. Johnson, you're here!"

Violet smiled sarcastically, "Lucy, I'm not ... anymore."

"What are you still standing there for?"

Louis interrupted Violet with words.

Violet gave him a look and went into the kitchen.

He forced her to cook and was still so justified of doing so.

The kitchen rang with the clanking of pots and pans.

The cold villa instantly seemed to be activated.

Louis was happy. He went upstairs, took a shower and changed into a lounge-wear.

The phone rang and it was Harry's calling.

"Mr. Johnson, we have made an appointment with Rex. He has promised to have lunch with you

tomorrow."

Hearing this, Louis replied and hung up the phone.

Rex was the friend of the patriarch of the Scott family, Deacon, and he seemed to prefer to work with

them.

It wasn't easy for the Johnson Group to get this partnership.

"Mr. Johnson, the noodles are ready."

From downstairs came Violet's voice.

Louis returned to his senses, opened the door and went downstairs.

The aroma of food wafted through the house, whetting his appetite.

Louis looked at the figure standing in the dinning room and remembered how the two had once been

together.

She only cooked for few times, however, he still remembered.

She won his stomach, and she won his heart as well!

"Mr. Johnson, take your time, then I'll leave first."

Violet finished her task and was ready to leave.

Louis glanced at the bowl on the table, "Didn't you tell me to eat less at night? Go get a bowl and share

some for me."

She was sympathetic to him, but he taunted her instead!

He didn't know what gratitude was!

Violet slandered in her heart, and touched her empty stomach. She thought about it, and went into the

kitchen to get a bowl out.

Louis sat down and silently curled his lips, "I heard that today you were at the Palace Hotel and used

your unique cooking skills to save a lady?"

At that moment, Violet lifted her chin high with some pride.

"Yes, Mr. Johnson, shouldn't you thank me?"

Louis slightly lifted his eyes, "Courtesy demands reciprocity. I helped you a few times. It's only right that

you return the favor once."

Let's pretend she didn't say that!

She didn't really want him to thank her anyway.

Violet was bristled and began to eat the noodles.

Louis watched her slowly eating noodles, and the corners of his mouth slightly turned upwards, "What

do you want?"

Hmm?

Violet looked up at him.

Louis elegantly ate his noodles, "I'm not like some people who are saying empty words. You can

mention whatever you want."

This man, every time he spoke, he had to taunt her.

"Thank you Mr. Johnson for your generosity. You helped me. I helped you. It's even."

"I'm a man. I should be generous. Remember, you can mention anything you want from me in the

future."

Louis wiped the corner of his mouth elegantly and spoke in a light voice.

Was he so good to her?