It was so painful.
All over her body felt like being crushed.
Frowned, Violet Elliott slowly opened her eyes.
What first jumped in to her sight was a man's lean but strong pecs.
And the man's tanned skin still had some fine scratches on it.
There was a man!
Violet held her breath.
Looking up, she saw the sleeping man's handsome face.
Prominent jaw line, thin lips, high nose ...
The exquisite contours of his features were like the best work of arts.
It was him!
Louis Johnson!
It was her husband whom she married by agreement a year ago!
He was back to the country!
Gasped, Violet swallowed and covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming. Gently, she got out of bed.
Breeze blew outside. She opened a screen window, allowing the early morning sunlight to shine through the room.
Looking at the furnishings around, she was in a luxury suite of a five-star hotel.
That was hilarious!
Her marriage agreement with Louis was about to expire, and they had never shared a bed in a year. But in the end, she slept with him.
No!
Last night, she was the one who broke into his room by mistake. And it was her who hugged, kissed and teased him who was drunk.
Thinking about last night, Violet compressed her red lips and put on her dress that was tore by the man.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound. Then she heard the man's slightly hoarse voice from behind.
"You tantalized me last night and want to get away with that?"
He was awake!
Violet stopped walking but didn't turn around.
"Sir, we're adults. What happened last night, let's pretend it never happened."
She bet that he hadn't recognized her.
Last night, she broke in without his permission. And she admitted she was the exact one who should be responsible for what happened last night!
"Heh! You're carefree!"
Lights
low voice, she felt her arm was dragged
was only
was smooth. Illuminated by
aggressive and
"What do you want? You're a
appearance was charming with a ravishing
are you? Why
last night and his several old friends threw a party
too much. In a daze, he smelled a
It smelled so familiar.
than anything else, made him
she the woman he had been looking
didn't recognize
It seemed reasonable.
year
seen each other twice over the
time when she showed up, she was wearing ugly
sharp-sighted, he couldn't recognize
grip and
just an accident. I'm not one of those women with ulterior motives.
door was opened
and his
by what happened last night
but his foot stepped on
down to pick it up, he found
Makeup artist: Helena.
a long breath. Wrapping her clothes
room on one side was opened and the flirting sound of a man and a
Violet glanced at it and her red
makeup artist and took an
organizers, who added something to
which was handed by her husband's sister, Jasmine
Jasmine conspire with the organizer to frame her up
pulled out her cell phone and took a picture of the man and the
"Helena."
from behind, and
"It's really you!"
up and down, "Helena, aren't you good at running? Look at you. You didn't spend the last night
that her suspicion
fist, "Miss Johnson, I have no
that Violet was the Mrs. Johnson was
did not know her identity
are shameless and
Her boyfriend?
Referred to Isaac Griffith?
brutal and
First, Isaac and I are just friends. Second, he hasn't agreed to be your boyfriend yet. Third, you're having so much fun with a lot of men, and you don't lack a boyfriend, do
Violet shook her phone.
blushed, "Did you