The Wife In Disguise

“Violet, you have given birth but pretend to be an innocent. So you’ve been playing me false?”

Louis glowered at the woman on the bed from above, with a cold and arrogant face.

Violet glanced at him, touching his dark eyes, with a guilty conscience.

“Mr. Johnson, your family didn’t say I can’t give birth to the child before marriage, right? Of course, if you feel wronged, I can return the compensation to you.”

She can find excuses for herself.

Louis’ dark eyes lowered, and he slightly bent down and approached Violet.

“Violet, what I gave you will not be taken back. But you have to remember, I can’t be played for nothing.”

He would ask her for something back but compensation!

Louis finished his words, looked at the IV fluids and rang the call bell.

Violet blinked and wanted to ask Louis what he meant.

But then she decided not to do so.

This man was temperamental and domineering.

At this juncture, she’d better keep her mouth shut.

Lest he really send her to jail for fraudulent marriage!

Who’s stomach was growling?

Violet was stunned and looked down at her stomach. Immediately she felt embarrassed.

She had just vomited and had diarrhea. Now her stomach was empty!

She was so desperate for something tasty!

“Violet, you’re really like a pig. Eating and then shitting, and then eating again afterwards.”

The man’s taunting words came to her ears, and Violet’s face was hot.

She raised her eyes to glare at him but saw his back as he turned away.

How can he speak so badly!

Who asked him to take care of her?

“Miss Nurse, is there anything to eat around here? Can you order a takeaway for me?”

Violet saw a nurse come in. Suppressing her inner depression, she asked with a smile.

“Madam, your husband specially instructed me to keep an eye on you. And not let you order anything to eat. You have to wait for him to return.”

The nurse said with a smile.

Louis wanted her to wait for him?

Where was he going?

Violet blinked, thought of what the nurse called Louis, and hurriedly said, “You are mistaken. He is not my husband.”

“Oh, you’re not married yet? Then your boyfriend is so handsome and considerate to you! He will be a good husband in the future.”

Forget it. She didn’t bother to explain.

She wouldn’t necessarily come back to this hospital anyway.

…

In the resort.

A luxury suite.

A man leaned back on the bedhead, took out a pack of cigarette and lit one.

The smoke rose. The man squinted in a pleasant way.

A woman sleeping on the side was flushed, with the afterglow of passion still lingering in her face.

Her red fingernails gently glided over the man’s pectoral muscles, then slowly moving down.

“Marcus, are you really trying to help me because you like me? Why don’t I believe that?”

Marcus blew a smoke ring, and then put out the cigarette.

He turned slightly sideways, took the woman’s naughty hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

“Jasmine, don’t you believe in your charm? You are one of the most famous ladies in Crotosi City. How many men are silently watching you and want to connect to you?”

Hearing this, Jasmine smiled smugly.

She pulled her hand out of the man’s hand and hooked it around his neck.

“But do all the men have possessiveness? If you really like me, why did you promise me that you’ll find a way to get Isaac? “Shouldn’t there be a domineering declaration? That I am your woman and no one is allowed to get their hands on me?”

With her words, Marcus smiled flirtatiously and hugged her to his arms.

“Jasmine, I am open-minded. If I like you, I accept your entirety. Of course I want to have you all to myself, but I want you to be happy !”

The man was good0looking and his eyes were even more seductive.

Jasmine was coaxed and wild with joy.

She lightly punched his pecs and said, “Sweet talker.”NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.