Love Starts After We Break Up novel Chapter 493

The smile on Louis' face was slightly restrained as he looked steadily at Violet, "What's wrong?"

Violet said, "Mr. Johnson, I'm not ready for this. I can do without thinking of myself, but I can't care about my daughter and the child in my belly. Your identity is too complicated and I don't want to put my child in danger."

Hearing these words, Louis' heart instantly understood.

What happened to Grace scared her after all.

"Afraid? Violet, even if you back out now, you're pregnant with my child, do you think you have a way back?"

Louis looked deeply at Violet and threw out a question.

Violet's fingers curled up, "As long as you don't say I don't say anything, how will anyone know I'm carrying your child?"

"Heh, you plan to cover your ears and deceive yourself? Is my Louis' son so unseen?"

Louis sneered and laughed, his tall figure covered in open arrogance.

Violet opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

Yeah, she's carrying the Johnson family's baby.

How could the children and grandchildren of the Johnson family let her hide it?

With a warmth on her shoulder, Louis reached out and took hold of her shoulder.

"Violet, believe me, will protect you and our children, even if something happens to me, I will not let anything happen to you."

The man's dark eyes are deep in concentration, the tone of voice has the slightest hint of determination, making people unconsciously want to believe him.

Violet met his penetrating dark eyes and was speechless for a moment.

The fine rain in the sky stopped and water accumulated in the uneven potholes along the road.

A car drove by a short distance away, making a slight splash.

Louis reached out and took her into his arms, letting the splash of water spill all over his clothes.

It seems that with this action, he silently expresses his determination.

No matter what lies ahead, he will protect her under his wing.

A man's chest is that wide.

The sound of a strong heartbeat made her heart come alive with it.

Violet felt like a wallflower, wavering.

One second they were hesitant, but the next second they compromised.