Love after Divorce novel (Violet Elliott) novel Chapter 613

the Johnson Manor.

Violet lay in the arms of a well-fed Louis, her eyes closed and still thinking about things.

So Summer had this kind of encounter when she was a child?

Pity and sympathy for her.

"Honey, what about Summer's father? And who is he?"

Violet opened her eyes and raised them to look at the man's hard jawline.

Louis was taking a nap with his arm around her, and when he heard her question, his long, slender fingers brushed through her hair.

"Still thinking about it? Not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy."

Violet shook her head and looked at her with an expectant look.

"I don't know, Summer's real mother didn't reveal it until she died."

Louis replied back.

And no disclosure of the child's biological father?

The situation is somewhat similar to that of her mother.

That said, those men are irresponsible scum, so why should women suffer alone?

Violet sighed slightly in her heart and thought of something and looked indignant: "That man who hurt her is really worse than a dog. How could he do that?"

At these words, Louis' eyes flashed with a stern look.

"He is my second uncle, probably because my grandmother had a child in her old age, so she grew up spoiling him, not expecting to spoil him to the point of lawlessness. the reason why Summer ran to her real mother is because second uncle has been mind controlling her."

"He told Summer that the adoptive parents were good, but they weren't biological after all. Even if she told the truth, the adoptive parents would not care about her because he is my great uncle's real brother."

"He probably didn't expect Summer to be so desperate, and after he repeatedly harassed her, she grabbed a knife and stabbed him without hesitation."

These things he also learned later from his great-uncle's mouth.

The same uncle, great-uncle and second-uncle character is simply a heavenly one underground.

"Well done Summer, that second uncle of yours deserves to go to hell."

Violet spoke up.

Louis wrapped his arms tightly around her and kissed her hair.

"Okay wife, it's late at night, go to sleep. If you're not tired, why don't we have some more fun?"

He was sympathetic to her pregnancy and didn't want her to be too tired, so he didn't toss her around much.