Love Starts After We Break Up

Hearing Leon's words, Louis' dark eyes narrowed and a cold, sharp, dark light flashed in his eyes.

He had heard about it.

I heard that Dolly, as Sami's right-hand man, is very good at ganging up in the company.

This has allowed Sami to make a name for herself in the company and has gained the favor of many of the group's patriarchs.

He did not put these two in his eyes, but this Dolly is really not a simple woman.

"Yeah? Dad, if you think Sami is better suited for the position than I am, that's fine with me."

He also doesn't care to grab things from his half-brother.

If the father gives the word, he abdicates and that's it.

"Louis, I have a scale in my heart, the only person who can be in charge of the company is you." Leon took a stand.

Louis gave him a look, without much expression.

Leon knows that his oldest son is high-minded and capable.

The title of The Johnson Group's owner is just a fiction to him.

Even if he really left The Johnson Group, with his ability, he can definitely create a piece of heaven that belongs to him.

"But now that you and Violet are both public figures, I hope you're doing well and don't let anyone catch you in the act."

The news is something that he believes is all a figment of his imagination.

After all, the two have such a harmonious relationship that he is looking at everywhere.

It is absolutely impossible to say that both of them cheated on each other.

It should be intentional people behind the scenes.

People are too good, there are always people who will secretly make trips and want to pull people down.

"I know, I will take care of this matter."

Louis returned in a light voice.

"Well, go to your room."

Leon tapped him on the shoulder and gestured him out.

Louis answered and went out of the study back to his bedroom.

There were no lights on in the bedroom, and Violet was not in the room.

Louis turned on the lights and looked at the empty house with a helpless smile.

Wife is still angry ah.

What to do?

Louis exited the bedroom, thought about it, and walked towards the children's room. When I came to the door, I heard the soft voice of a woman speaking faintly from inside.

My wife is reading bedtime stories to the kids.

Louis gently unscrewed the door handle and peered inside through the doorway.

In the soft light, the woman with long hair, holding a picture book in her hand, is softly telling the story.

On each side of her lay two children, quietly sleeping with their eyes closed, listening to a story.

The warm light enveloping them is so warm and peaceful that one cannot bear to break such a scene.

Louis did not enter, but gently closed the door and retreated.

When his wife returns from typing the story, he will coax her properly.

Only, half an hour has passed, forty minutes have passed

Louis waited left and right in the bedroom, but did not wait for Violet to return.

He wrinkled his brow slightly and came to the children's room again, listening sideways.

It's silent inside.

Louis unscrewed the door handle and looked inside.

The room was dimly lit.

The cold moonlight reflected through the screen window, shining out three figures snuggled together in sleep. Louis: ""

He'll be alone tonight!

The wife is so angry!

Louis rubbed his forehead and wanted to go in and carry the person back to the bedroom.

But it took one step or backed up.

Forget it, let her sleep with the kids today.

Wait for her to cool off first.

The door was gently closed, the bed Violet eyelashes fluttered, slowly opened his eyes.

She looked at the ceiling overhead and pursed her lips.

Probably because of her pregnancy, she is a bit sensitive.

Although understanding Louis's person, he should not do something to betray her, but she is uncomfortable in her heart.

Nor do I want to face him.