Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 10

"Mr. Johnson, you're cold?"

"It's not cold, but I don't want the air conditioner."

Louis glanced at her and took a pair of black pajamas with one hand and slowly took off the white bathrobe from his body with the other hand.

The temperature was high. He wanted to see how she still covered herself up.

He wanted to see her wash her face after sweating.

Seeing that he was about to get changed, Violet turned her head in a hurry and her ears were slightly red.

Oh My God. Did this man have a kidney deficiency?

In the hot day, he actually did not want the air conditioning?

So hot!

"If you're hot, change the long clothes and pants you're wearing."

The man's low, magnetic voice came from behind her.

Violet gave a hollow laugh, "It's okay. I'm not feeling hot."

Her skin tone was fair and she only covered the top of her neck with a specific powder.

Once she took off her long shirt and pants, she would reveal even more of her skin!

Violet lay back on the couch, looking at the ceiling and feeling the heat bubbling upward beneath her.

It was sizzling!

The temperature in the room was getting higher.

Violet couldn't help but get up and her eyes fell on the man on the king-size bed who was reading a document.

" Mr. Johnson, let’s make a deal. I feel a little hot. Can I sleep in the next room?"

"There are no beds next door."

"It's fine. It's fine. I'll just sleep on the floor."

As long as there was air conditioning, she can sleep anywhere!

Violet took the blanket and prepared to sleep somewhere else.

A shadow fell overhead, followed by the man's magnetic voice.

"You're hot? Do you want me to help you cool down a little?"

Louis came to the couch and leaned over slightly to look at her, forcing her to lean back into the couch.

"What? Mr. Johnson, what are you talking about!"

The man's strong arms were propped up at her sides, and his dark eyes sized her up with abandon.

His eyes fell on her unraveled the collar because of the heat. He could see her fair chest that was partly hidden and partly visible.

Violet looked down, and when she saw the skin on her chest, she hastily covered it.

"Mr. Johnson, where are you looking at? Pervert!"

"Pervert? Violet, I told you, we're married and it's normal if I have sex with you."

Louis' Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his eyes shifted slightly upward.

Her face was swarthy and not at all comparable to the complexion of her breast.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly as he asked a question he wanted to ask, "Violet, the hues of your body and your face, why do they have a huge difference?"

Violet was lost for words at the moment.

That was really hard to answer!

"I was born with that. But I think it's good. Just because of this, I can be less harassed by horny men."

So, she was insinuating that he was horny?

Louis looked at her steadily and reached out to touch her face.

"Hiss, that hurts."

Frowned, Violet suddenly covered her stomach with her hands and screamed.

Louis' hand lurched, "What's wrong?"

"Mr. Johnson, get up. I have to go to the bathroom."

Violet looked at him pathetically.

Louis slowly straightened up and watched as the woman quickly crossed past him.

She was making an excuse!

This ugly wife seemed to be hiding unspeakable secrets in her body.

In the bathroom, Violet leaned against the door and let out a long breath.

Wiping the sweat from her forehead, she looked at this ugly face in the mirror . Then she quickly took her makeup bag, dipped some powder and fixed again the ugly makeup that had faded because of the sweat.

Suddenly she understood why Louis turned off the air conditioning!