Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 4

The following day.

Louis came downstairs. Smelling the aroma of food in the air, he suddenly felt hungry.

"Young master, you have stomach trouble. Please come and have breakfast."

Lucy respectfully gestured to Louis and told him to the dining room for breakfast.

"Thanks, Lucy."

Louis sat down and saw only his own set of tableware.

The woman was not there?

And he didn't want to see her either.

"Young master, does the breakfast taste good?"

"Well, Lucy, you're a good cook. The food is so tasty."

The breads were fluffy and delicious, and the porridge was sweet.

He hadn't had a breakfast he liked for a long time.

"Young Master, Mrs. Johnson made all the breakfast today.

Lucy spoke with a smile, "Once Mrs. Johnson heard that you have a weak stomach, she specially got

up early and made these breakfasts for you before she went out."

Louis' good-looking eyebrows instantly wrinkled. He was eating a slice of bread. Should he swallow it?

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So this was another one of that woman's tricks to get her attention?

To win a man's heart, you needed to win a man's stomach first?

...

At the Tasty Interlude Bakery.

Violet watched the pastries that were all ready and took off her mask in relief.

The pastries that her clients ordered were finally ready in a hurry.

Looking at the time, she took off her apron and hurriedly ran to the styling studio on the second floor.

She was busy all by herself as a make-up artist and pastry chef.

But fortunately, she had a number of competent employees to help her.

She was going to the Century Entertainment Company, a subsidiary of the Johnson Group, to negotiate

the make-up business. And Jasmine's assistant happened to order these pastries, so she wanted to

deliver them herself.

Violet grabbed her belongings and set off in her car.

The Johnson Group was located in a busy shopping street.

Its shiny logo glistened under the sun.

Violet entered the group with a large bag and went up to the twenty-eighth floor after explaining her

intention with the receptionist.

"Miss Hawkins, the pastries you ordered are here."

Laila Hawkins was Jasmine's assistant. Violet put her things down and greeted.

"Well, just put it there."

The assistant gave her a cold response.

"Then I'm going out."

Violet was ready to go to the marketing department.

"Helena, who let you in?"

Jasmine came in on her high heels. Seeing Violet was there, she shouted loudly.

"Your assistant Laila ordered pastries from Tasty Interlude Bakery. And the bakery is downstairs from

my styling studio. I am here to do some business, so I stopped by to have them delivered."

Violet explained lightly, then crossed Jasmine's side to leave.

"Tasty Interlude Bakery? Isn't that where that ugly monster Violet works?"

Jasmine had her arms crossed with an arrogant look on her face, "You know that ugly monster Violet

well? It's true that birds of a feather flock together."

Hearing these words, Violet's footsteps pause slightly.

She didn't turn around, but laughed lightly in mockery, "Yeah, I just like dealing with people who are

beautiful at heart. It's much more pleasant getting along with them rather barbarians who are full of shit

and have no quality."

"You, you dare to scold me!"

"So, you admit to being unqualified and uncultivated?"

"You! Helena, I'll hit you up!"

Jasmine, being annoyed, looked around and took a teapot to smash it towards Violet.

Violet turned around at the sound of movement and watched it as the teapot came at her head.

There was boiling hot water in there. She'll get scalded!

At that moment, a black shadow fiercely dragged her to the side and protected her in his arms ...

"BANG!" The teapot fell to the floor, smashed into pieces and the water splashed all over the ground.

Violet was dumbfounded for a moment and looked up at the person and saw Louis' rigid jawline.

At the critical moment, it was he who protected her!

"Louis?"

Jasmine froze and her arrogance instantly dissipated when she saw Louis coming.

Louis' sharp eyes swept over to her, "As the daughter of the Johnson Family and a senior member of

the company, is it decent to lose your temper in the company?"

"She's the one who scolded me."

Jasmine was unconvinced and pointed at Violet.

"Did she say anything wrong? No matter what she does, Violet is your sister-in-law. And what did you

call her?"

Louis' voice was cold and deep, surrounded by the intimidating power of anger.

Jasmine didn't say anything, but there was disdain all over her face.

Louis ignored her again and let go of Violet. His cold breath slightly restrained, "Follow me."

Violet smoothed out her disheveled hair and followed him.

"Manager Jasmine, is Mr. Johnson going to officially take over the domestic market from today?"

The assistant had someone clean up the debris on the floor and asked carefully.

"Humph, an illegitimate son, but live a good life!"

How come the car accident a year ago didn't kill him?

Was that ugly monster really a blessing?

Since Violet married into the Johnson Family, the old lady got better and Louis was recovered from the

accident!

But now that Helena was having an affair with Louis, and that ugly monster might still be left in the

dark!

Violet looked around and the corners of her mouth curled up.

At the President's office of the Johnson Group.

Violet watched the man gracefully take his seat, "Mr. Johnson, thank you."

Louis glanced at her, "I don't like to owe you a favor. Although you took the initiative the night before,

you're right, it's always women who suffer."

So, he just helped her because he slept with her the night before?

Violet was speechless.

"Do you have something to talk to me? If there's nothing, I'll leave first."

"Wait."

Louis got up, walked over to Violet and looked her up and down.

The woman had shoulder-length black hair, good look and a petite figure.

This height, this proportion ...

Another person's figure flashed suddenly in his mind.

Obviously they were two completely different faces, but he somehow felt similar.

The man's gaze was too burning, and his dark eyes were like a deep pool.

Violet's hair stood on end and she subconsciously took a step backward to protect her chest.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I'm warning you, even though you just helped me, I said thank

you, and we don't owe each other anymore."

Louis froze and watched her defensiveness with a playful glint in his eye.

He stepped closer to her, "What do you think I want to do to you? With your little-man-like body, if I

hadn't drunk too much, what do you think I will do to you?"

Violet: "..."

Little-man-like body?

She obviously had everything she needed. Although she was a little small, her breast were not small at

all !

"If I wasn't delirious, just like you, do you think I will touch you?"

Violet straightened her back and showed no weakness.

Louis' dark eyes narrowed and the corners of his mouth curled up evilly.

He leaned in slightly, and his thin lips exhaled a dangerous breath, "Oh? You said you don't like me. So

tell me. What kind of man would you like?"