The Wife In Disguise

Violet thought drunk men were kind of cute.

A few less harsh, a few more simple and cute.

“Mr. Johnson, let’s go home. Can you walk?”

Louis looked at her and said slowly, “You hold me up.”

“Okay.”

Violet took his hand and put it on her shoulder.

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He was a little heavy. Violet bit her lower lip and smiled with the two men present, “Mr. Evison, David. We’ll go first.”

“Violet, do you need our help?”

David saw that she was struggling and had the intention of going forward to help.

“Huh? Yeah.”

Violet stopped. His help was most welcome for her.

Austin raised an eyebrow, pulled David who was about to step forward, and gave him a wink.

What kind of help did she need from a guy who was senseless?

Didn’t Louis say that?

Let her help Louis alone!

David gave Austin a look that he had already understood.

Just as he was about to speak, Louis stopped.

There was a hint of warning in his slightly drunken gaze, “David, remember, she’s your sister-in-law. Stay away from her in the future! If you make any more scandals, I won’t spare you!”

David: “…”

Sheesh!

Louis was still as dominant and strong as ever.

What he had used, even if he was about to ditch, no one would be allowed to get their hands on it.

“Yes, yes, I know.”

After Louis warned David, he looked at Violet again.

“I’m your husband. Don’t you dare try to throw me to someone else?”

Violet: “…”

She just wanted a hand, okay?

“No, you’re a little heavy. I’m afraid I’ll drop you.”

“So useless? Eat more in the future and grow more strength.”

Violet: “…”

She didn’t want to talk to drunks.

Violet mentally rolled her eyes and helped Louis out of the clubhouse.

Behind them, Austin and David followed leisurely with their hands in their pockets.

They watched their boss bully the petite and weak woman.

Violet felt as if the weight on her shoulders was much lighter.

She blinked her almond eyes and gave Louis a sideways glance.

In the light, Louis’s cheeks were slightly red, and even the tips of his eyebrows were flushed with red.

The breath carried a hint of alcohol.

Some teasing.

Violet’s heart moved slightly, and took him to the car at Austin’s gesture.

“Violet.”

Not far away, Isaac closed the car door and strutted toward her.

Violet was surprised, “Isaac, you haven’t left yet?”

“Well, I’m afraid you can’t hold it alone. I’ll give a hand.”

Isaac walked over to Louis’ side and reached out to help him.

Violet opened her mouth, and before she could speak, Louis stood up slightly straighter and shook off his hand.

His handsome brows frowned slightly, and the dark eyes swept over Isaac.

“Isaac?”

“It’s me, Mr. Johnson. I’ll help you to the car.”

“No need.”

Louis refused.

He then looked sideways at Violet.

With one hand still holding her shoulder, the other hand cupped her chin and he kissed on her red lips.

“Honey, let’s go home.”

His tone was soft, with a hint of affection.

Violet only felt a warmth on her red lips.

By the time she reacted, she was blushing.

Louis kissed her in front of them!

This man!

“That, we’ll go first.”

Violet blushed as she carefully helped Louis into the back seat of the car, then quickly got into the driver’s seat and started the car.