Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 355:

His room was empty. There was no one there, not even his belongings. The silence at home made it feel less like home. As Stella walked around the house, tears suddenly fell. Oh my, what had she lost? Her most precious son was missing…

Stella sat on the sofa, feeling as though everything was surreal. It felt like she had returned to the moment she had just come back from abroad. However, when she called Adrian, no one answered. What should she do?

In the past few days, Violet had been so busy that she felt exhausted. While lying in bed and looking at her mobile phone, she suddenly thought of Carson. That guy hadn’t called her or tormented her for a few days, and she really wasn’t used to it.

Alas… since when did she enjoy being tortured?

However, was that guy really shy? Otherwise, why was he hiding all the time? Or was he just being a coward because of her? Was it possible he was recuperating at home now? Although her freedom was worth celebrating, she still felt something was off…

As for what was wrong, she couldn’t figure it out. Just then, her mobile phone rang, startling Violet and bringing her back to reality.

The caller ID showed it was Carson, but when she picked up the phone, it wasn’t him speaking.

“Hello… May I ask if you are Miss Bryant? I am a servant of the Vives family. Our young master has been ill for several days and has had a fever. He kept calling your name in his dreams. If you have time, could you come and see him?”

At that moment, Violet was torn between morality and her feelings. Should she go? Should she not go? Go, don’t go, go, don’t go… Should she really go or not?!

she was going crazy for a moment. He had a fever, so why was she going to see him? She was being self-satisfied. He had treated her like a wretched old pervert two

Yet, she had already placed her finger on the doorbell and

who had called Violet quickly opened the door for her.

fiction with

no choice but to follow the

That was the only thought that came to Violet’s mind as she entered

up the stairs. “It’s wonderful that you are here. It’s

take his medicine and has been resisting IV treatment. It’s

as if she were a savior. How could she be so capable? The middle-aged

room was dimly lit, with the curtains drawn. She could vaguely see a figure under the quilt. Violet slowly walked over, gently poked with her finger, and

have gone mad. She had to ask him to take his medicine and get an injection to cure

out her hand and pulled open the

the quilt move

quilt covering Carson’s head. Then, she pinched his face and, after confirming he

a sound, Violet didn’t know

up for me…” She continued to harass him like that. She

on the bed, jumping around happily beside him. Unfortunately, his