Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 702



Chapter 702

If she is forced to sleep with him, she is afraid that the anger in her heart will flare up at the drop of a

hat.

When you are angry, you can't even think about what you are saying, but instead, small things become

big things.

It's better to give her a break first.

Violet closed her eyes as she smelled the milk of her two children.

She felt she was getting pretentious.

Well, she's pregnant and can't hold her anger in, she'll get depressed.

Next day.

"Mommy, hehehe, did you sleep with me and my brother last night?"

Erin rubbed her eyes and looked at Violet, who was about to get up beside her, with a look of surprise.

Luka on the other side also opened her eyes and looked sleepily at Violet, still a little confused.

Violet was up late because she was pregnant and a little sleepy.

She sat up and rubbed the little heads of her two children and laughed, "Yeah."

"Hee hee, where's Daddy? Why isn't Mommy sleeping with Daddy?"

Erin also sat up and asked with a grin on her face.

"Why do you want to sleep with Daddy? Wouldn't Mommy sleep with you guys?" Violet laughed.

"Good. I want Mommy to sleep with me and my brother every day."

Erin rubbed into her arms and cuddled up.

Luka, who was sitting on one side, also sat up.

His little brows knitted, "Mommy, did you have a fight with Daddy? Adults only sleep in separate beds

when they have a fight."

Violet: "......"

This child, too, is too sensitive.

"Mommy, is what brother said true? Did you and Daddy have a fight? Why did you quarrel?"

Erin asked softly with a smile on her face.

"Mommy, is Daddy bullying you?"

Luka's little face got a few serious.

Violet's heart was soft.

"No, you guys don't guess, Mommy is just pregnant with a little baby and especially wants to sleep.

Last night, I told you guys a story and put myself to sleep, so I slept with you guys."

The adults are in disagreement and she doesn't want to affect the children.

We have to leave a happy childhood for the children.

Outside the door, Louis listened for an ear, pushed the door and walked in.

"You guys are awake?"

Hearing his voice, all three looked at him.

Erin was the first to open her mouth in a milky voice.

"Daddy, did you make mommy angry? Tell you oh, you're a boy, boys have to protect girls, you can't

bully girls. Otherwise I won't like you."

The little girl said a serious.

Luka, who was staring at him from the side, likewise nodded approvingly.

Louis thought to himself that his family's status is really extremely low.

"How dare I bully your mommy? You see."

With that, he leaned in slightly and gave Violet a kiss on her red lips.

Violet froze and stared at him without uttering a word.

Louis' eyebrows are smiling and full of tenderness.

Two children watched the scene, one covering his mouth in laughter, one pursing his lips and smiling.

Dad kissed mommy, mommy did not object, indicating that the two did not quarrel.

"Okay, kids, get changed and get up." Louis said.

Seeing that Violet took the clothes on the bed and wanted to help the two children change, he hurriedly

said, "Honey, don't get tired quickly, you rest, I'll do it."

Nothing is adulterous, nothing is adulterous.

Violet looked at the man's busy figure, the mind suddenly burst out of a sentence to.

She knew that this was his way of making amends to himself.

The heart seems to be soothed a bit.

Violet also did not grab with him, said a few words to the two children, got out of bed, went out of the This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

children's room and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she finished washing up and was changing her clothes, she heard a rustling sound behind her.

Immediately after, her waist tightened and the familiar scent of a man enveloped her.

Violet's nightgown had just been unbuttoned, revealing her white, fragrant and soft shoulders.

Louis' thin lips brushed against her shoulder, his tone low and seductive.

"Honey, don't get mad, okay?"


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