The Wife In Disguise

If it were not for him, his wife would not have suffered this calamity.

It’s all his fault.

Violet realized after the fact that she was still in his arms.

She pulled her face away from him and didn’t say anything.

A helpless smile flashed across Louis’ eyebrows as he slowly moved over and stood side-by-side with her.

The clear glass maps the two men’s appearance.

One tall, one petite.

Louis’ eyes kept falling on top of Violet’s shadow and his heart was content.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

“Violet, you’re out of bed?”

Daniel had just finished a surgery and came over to see Violet.

Violet turned back around and laughed, “Brother, you’ve lost weight.”

Daniel stood in front of the two, touched his face and teased, “It’s not because your husband is tormented, grinding me every day to find a way to get him in to see you.”

Violet is speechless and doesn’t know if he’s telling the truth or not.

Louis raised his eyebrows, “Unfortunately, you have little righteousness, I helped you a few times and you helped me once.”

“Am I the one who didn’t help you? It’s obviously you who is useless and didn’t let my sister forgive you.”

“She hasn’t forgiven me, but it’s not because you don’t give a damn? If you put in more good words for me, how could she not forgive me?”

“Yo, after all is said and done it’s my fault?”

“Don’t dare.”

“…”

The two disliked each other, and Violet wanted to laugh a little as she listened.

Since when did the two have a deep revolutionary love affair?

At that moment, a woman’s clear voice came from not far away.

“Daniel.”

All three looked ahead and saw Olive on her high heels, walking towards them.

Violet saw Olive for the first time, but immediately recognized who she was.

In addition to the voice, and the familiarity of the attitude, all immediately reminded her of Olive.

She is very tall and really pretty looking.

No wonder her own brother is so fond of her.

However, Olive is a little big-boned because of her height, and her face is a little more English.

Such a look does not grow on Violet’s aesthetic point.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The magnetic field between people is strange to say the least.

Some people’s can see each other at first sight, while some, at a glance, can see that they are not in the same lane.

Like Olive at this time, Violet felt a little distant from her.

“Olive, is something wrong?”

Daniel, a gentleman by nature, smiled at Olive.

Olive’s eyes skimmed over Louis, then over Violet, nodding slightly to both before finally settling on Daniel.

“Nothing big, just haven’t thanked you for your help, I want to invite you to dinner, are you free now?”

Daniel looked at the time, “We’re all acquaintances, Olive you don’t have to be so polite.”

“We should, let’s go.”

Olive finished and looked at Louis again, smiling delicately.

“Mr. Johnson, thank you for what happened to Diego last time.”

Louis’s face was impassive, “I didn’t do anything, and besides it wasn’t for you.”

Looking at his widowed look, the smile on Olive’s face remained the same.

“No matter how you say it, it’s a disguised help. I’ll treat you guys to dinner some other day, you must appreciate it.”

Violet listened quietly, and when Olive was about to take Daniel away, she suddenly spoke up.

“Daniel, do you mind taking Vanessa to dinner with you? At least with Miss Cole, she is considered a credit, Miss Cole should treat her to a nice meal.”