The Wife In Disguise

“Louis, are you leaving?”

David inquired as he saw Louis get up and spoke.

“Hmm.”

Louis glanced at Grace with a somewhat cold expression.

Grace noticed his gaze, and the smile on her face slightly froze.

“I’ll see you off,” said David.

Louis didn’t say anything, and paused a little as he passed by Jessie.

“Miss Shaw, it’s good to be sweet. But being eagerly attentive leaves me with a very bad impression. I’m currently single, so there is no Mrs. Johnson.”

Jessie’s smile froze.

She realized that Louis was blaming her for talking too much and calling Grace Mrs. Johnson.

Why did he care about what she was calling Grace?

He wouldn’t marry Grace?

Jessie’s fingers tightened as she swept her eyes over Violet, who was applying Julia’s makeup.

Why did she think Louis couldn’t get Violet out of his mind?

Outside.

“Louis, take your time and come visit me when you can.”

David looked at Louis, meaning something.

Being a good friend of him was worthy, right?

Under the guise of letting Louis to visit him, David helped Louis find a chance to chase his ex-wife.

Louis glanced at him, patted him on the shoulder and left with a big step.

“David, thanks for your hard work.”

Grace made a polite remark and quickly caught up with Louis.

David squinted his eyes and said, “Grace is not simple.”

In the front, Grace caught up with Louis, looked at his cold side face and cautiously said, “Louis, are you angry with me?”

At that moment, Louis slowed his pace and glanced at her, “Why did you come over?”

“I just ran into Miss Elliott on my way to the bathroom. I’m really sorry that you divorced her. So I thought I’d bring her some fruit, and I didn’t expect you to be there.”

Grace hurriedly explained.

Louis did not speak, and there was no expression on his good-looking face.

Only after a long time did he say in a light voice, “Go and get busy.”

Watching the man stride forward, Grace’s face slightly relaxed.

It seemed that this man still had Violet in mind.

He didn’t intend to marry her, did he?

“Tic.” Her received a text message on her phone.

“Grace, Ivan has sent someone to talk to the head of Tasty Interlude Bakery about cooperation. You must help uncle Philip.”

It was a message from Philip.

Grace tightened her grip on the phone, and her eyes were flashing.

The relation between Tasty Interlude Bakery and Violet was not shallow.

Can’t she get around Violet?

…

Night came.

At Josie’s apartment.

“Erin, you’re going to attend the kindergarten tomorrow, so go to bed early today.”

Violet put her daughter into the blanket.

The little one’s face was flushed and she looked at Violet and asked, “Mommy, are you not going to see uncle Louis anymore?”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Violet was stunned and pinched her little cheeks, “Yes, I’ll be home with you every day.”

“Well, what a pity! I have not been to uncle Louis’ home. He said you can take me there to play.”

The little one had a regretful face.

Violet’s heart flashed with unknown emotions, “Well, I’ll tell you a story.”

“Okay.”

Violet leaned over the bed and softly told the bedtime story.

The little one slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Outside in the living room.

Josie had finished her bath and was blow-drying her hair.

Seeing Violet come out of the child’s room, she asked, “Erin’s asleep?”

“Yeah.”

Violet poured herself a glass of water and sit down on a couch.