Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 175

"You can try it again."

Violet froze, ladled a spoonful of soup and took a sip.

"Mr. Johnson, I think it's just right. Do you think the soup is bland or salty?"

"If you think it's just right, then it's just right."

The man smirked and Violet was amused and speechless.

Was he playing with her?

How came she didn't realize before that he was so childish?

"Mr. Johnson, do you want more?"

"What do you think?"

"Such a good soup, it's too bad not to drink it all. So you are going to keep drinking it, right?"

Violet scooped the soup and continued to pass it to his mouth.

Louis raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

"Violet, you just used this spoon."

How did she forget about that?

"Sorry, let me go get you a new one."

Louis had cleanliness fetish!

"No need, I don't mind."

Louis smiled meaningfully, "Violet, we used to be a couple and have done more intimate things. so it's

called indirect kiss just now?"

She felt like a silly person in front of Louis, only to be fooled by him!

Violet blushed, simply did not say anything, and just kept feeding him.

Louis stared at her delicate face, and his eyebrows were full of smiles.

Outside the ward.

Grace came in with a thermos, and saw Louis staring at Violet with affection.

At once, Grace's face changed.

Violet came and actually made soup too! Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

"Miss Violet, you've come to see Louis."

Grace squeezed out a smile and walked in.

Seeing that it was Grace, Violet compressed her lips and stood up.

"Hi, Miss Grace."

"Well, we're connected. I didn't expect you to make soup for Louis too." Grace laughed.

Violet glanced at her, inexplicably with a feeling of taking her credit.

She packed up the thermos and said to Louis, "Mr. Johnson, thank you again. I'm still busy, so I will

leave now."

As he watched Violet leave, Louis' eyebrows knitted slightly and his original smile faded away.

Grace at the side looked at his expression, and her eyes flickered slightly.

"Louis, I specially made the fish soup. Do you want to drink some more?"

"No need."

Louis wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, and his voice was slightly cold.

Grace pinched herself hard, and her eyes were slightly red.

"Louis, are you blaming me for coming at a wrong time? I'm sorry. I didn't know Miss Violet made soup

for you too. If I have known, I would have come to see you later."

The woman bit her lip, looking pitiful and aggrieved.

Louis glanced at her, just feeling annoyed.

"Okay, I don't blame you. It's just that I'm already full. I'll have it later."

Hearing this, Grace pretended to be happy.

"Louis, then I'll put the soup here. Remember to drink it later."

"Well, you can go back. I'll be discharged tomorrow. No need to visit me again."

Louis took the file and started to work.

The man's face was aloof, a far cry from when he faced Violet.

Grace's fingers tugged tighter, and a dark look flashed in her eyes.

She had to find a way to separate the two of them!

Violet left the hospital.

She looked at the information in her hand, thought about it, and called Jasmine.

"Jasmine, I want to see you."

"Violet, what the hell are you? Why should I see you?"

"You better come see me if you don't want your scandals exposed by me. I'll send you an address on

your phone."

Violet didn't say anything else and hung up the phone directly. Then she sent the meeting place to

Jasmine.

She got in her car and drove to her destination.