Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 499

the Johnson Manor.

Violet is leaning on her bed reading a children's book with her daughter.

The little girl yawned a few times and rubbed her eyes with her small white hands, looking like she wanted to sleep.

But he still held on and refused to sleep.

"Erin, go to sleep, Uncle Louis might not come back."

Violet knows that her daughter is waiting for Louis to return.

Because he said he'd come back after dropping Luka off to be with her.

But who knows if he will come back after going to Grace's place?

Maybe when Grace cried and her son was there, Louis' heart softened and he stayed there.

"No, Uncle Louis said he'd be back with me."

Erin milked the words, deliberately looking at the children's book with wide eyes.

This kid, why does he like Louis so much?

Violet tasted and laughed, pinched her smooth little face and didn't say anything else.

There was a commotion from downstairs, and the butler's voice was faintly heard.

The little milk bag that was reading a children's book but had its ears pricked up lit up in front of its eyes and got up from the bed with a bolt.

"I heard a noise down there, it must be Uncle Louis coming back."

Violet was speechless, watching the little one get out of bed with his hands and feet, and could only follow.

"Erin, you run a little slower."

The little one unscrewed the door handle and already rushed out towards the outside.

"Uncle Louis."

Louis was coming up the stairs when he heard the little one's voice and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile.

He took three steps up the stairs and picked up the little one who rushed over to him.

"Erin, why are you still awake?"

"I'm waiting for you oh, you said to come back to keep me company da."

The little one wrapped his arms around his neck and smiled.

She had just come out from under the covers with the smell of milk and heat, ironing his heart with an inch of softness.

Louis opened his outside coat, wrapping his little tit inside, his eyebrows full of softness.

Violet stood not far away, watching her daughter wrapped up like a baby silkworm, listening to her chattering and talking, the corners of her mouth also involuntarily rose.

"Well, now you can sleep, can't you? Luka must have fallen asleep by now too."

Hearing this, the little one cocked his head and said in a milky voice, "Okay, I want to sleep with my brother."

Violet curled her lips and was about to take the little one when Louis didn't let her.