Love After Divorce
Chapter 387 Carson, you are an old lecher

Chapter 387: Chapter 387 Carson, you are an old lecher

For her and Stella, perhaps between the two, Stella was more gentle and quiet.

Violet was indeed more extroverted and outspoken. She had never complained about it, but secretly she envied her friend.

There was always some jealousy in her heart as she wondered why she had such a personality.

The other party had already walked and stood in front of her.

There was a slight frivolous smile on Carson’s face. From his point of view, Violet seemed to be behaving normally and she had walked over.

However, her scolding stunned him on the spot.

Her voice was not low at all, and she said in a stern voice, "You dared to flirt with Stella. Who do you think you are?" It was evident that Violet’s words and behaviour were a little excessive.

He didn’t react before he came to his sense, or rather, he didn’t have time to react at all.

Storms were always so abrupt.

Finally, Carson came back to his senses and began to fight back. "What are you doing? What are you talking about?" Carson’s face was filled with anger. It was clear that he had not gotten used to her character. Otherwise, she would not have said such a thing.

Usually, she behave more like a boy, but in Carson’s heart, she was certainly a girl.

"Weren’t you teasing Stella just now? Do you know that you are courting death if you do this?" Violet had always been like this. She was not so rigid, but she could be very unreasonable.

After saying that, she seemed to be a little unsatisfied. She added a nickname that she had just thought of not long ago. "Old lecher."

Following the sound of that nickname, a lot of gazes from the surrounding customers turned to look at Carson. Some of them were somewhat doubtful, but most of them were filled with disdain.

Time will clear up all disputes, but it would only happen in the future, and it was not something that could be cleared up on the spot.

Carson’s face was a little pale. Even he couldn’t stand being called such a poor nickname in public. He couldn’t help being angry.

Glancing at Violet, Carson secretly shouted in his heart, "It’s so hard not to fight with a woman." Hence, he didn’t say anything.

Violet saw it.

In this way, he was more touched by the scene. Therefore, before Carson could say anything, he shut his mouth.

Once again, she called him a pervert and a lecher.

Carson was indeed thinking about the situation of the other party so he was too lazy to care about too much.

Hence, he merely said, "Girl, you must be drunk." Carson raised his head and looked at Violet. For some reason, a burst of sadness appeared in his heart.

If a man cried, it was often because he has encountered something that make him very sad, otherwise, he would not cry easily.

That was one of his favourite sayings.

Violet looked at the man in front of her and scolded again, "You flirted with Stella? Do you know what this means?" A ripple appeared in Violet’s heart.

With that, it seemed that she was still not satisfied. For the first time, Violet wanted to hit that guy.

She was sure that that feeling she had never felt before, was so strong that she even wanted to put it into practice.

Thinking of this, she became more and more anxious, and even Stella couldn’t stand it.

As for Carson, his mood changed. There seemed to be a dark cloud looming above his head, which made people absolutely feel as if a storm was coming. It was clear that he was very angry.

Stella stopped Violet in a hurry and explained something to him in a low voice, hoping to get Carson’s understanding.

Hearing that, Carson could only sigh and then let Stella take her away.

Carson could only leave on his own. That was also for her sake.

Violet finally regained her composure. At this time, she was already in Stella’s office.

That was also the safest place that Stella could think of.

"Stella, did I go overboard just now?" Like a child who had done something wrong, Violet looked at her toes and said uneasily.

The relationship between her and Carson was quite good. She was a bit scared, scared that the two of them would become estranged because of this.

Thinking about it later, Violet felt that Carson had nothing to do with her, so what did who he liked to have anything to do with her?

Perhaps they were just joking.

After saying goodbye to Stella, Violet refused her friend’s offer to send her home and then chose to walk home.

She thought that she needed some time to calm down.

The clouds in the sky turned from white to yellow, and with a bang, there was a flash of lightning in the distance, illuminating the clouds. Although the clouds were lit up, the bolt of lightning also lit up the sky and the earth.

Was there a car passing by? It was difficult to hear the singing of birds on the roadside.

In such a big city, it must be said that it was also a kind of sorrow. People replaced birds and everyone struggled in the cage.

In the distance was her home, and a sense of relief finally appeared on Violet’s face. No matter what, that was her only home now.

Ignoring the shoes on her feet, Violet ran home. It was obvious that there was an unspeakable longing after being away from home.

The home was no different from before she went out, but she found a note that she didn’t notice before.

It said, "Your house is a little messy. I helped you to tidy up. You should be careful next time. Don’t worry about so many things. I won’t help you clean up next time. I didn’t understand why a girl like you has so much rubbish. You didn’t like a clean environment."

The signature below was... Carson.