Love after Divorce novel Chapter 107

Violet stopped dead in her tracks and looked back at her.

Grace took Luka's hand, "Miss Elliott, I appreciate your quitting. Now that you've divorced, don't use your child as a shield to get close to Louis again."

The woman had a fake smile on her face.

She looked weak superficially, but her words were extremely sarcastic.

She was not a simple woman.

Violet's expression froze.

"Miss Harper, I am a frank and honest person. Whether I go to Balridge Manor or not has nothing to do with Louis and nothing to do with you. Using my child as a shield? You're overthinking it."

Grace heard that Erin wanted to go to Balridge Manor and thought she encouraged Erin to do so?

That was so absurd.

Violet finished her words, picked up Erin and walked away.

Behind her, Grace's fingers tightened and her face turned cold.

Luka was grabbed by her hand and shook her off in pain.

Grace returned to her senses and knelt down to take hold of his shoulders.

"Luka, do you like them both a lot?"

Luka stared at Grace's sullen face without saying a word.

Grace said coldly, "Luka, remember who is your mom! I'm your mom."

Luka's little brow knitted up and his mouth shut as pain shot through his shoulders.

Grace stared at him and softened her tone, "Luka, all the kids in kindergarten have a daddy and a mommy. Don't you want to be with your daddy and mommy?"

Grace had to start with Luka and got herself married into the Johnson Family as soon as possible.

Grace paused, "Luka, you were laughed because you didn't have a father. Do you want to be a child without a mother again? Be a good boy. Go back and tell your dad that you miss me and want to live with me, okay?"

Luka looked at her motionlessly, without saying a word.

The irritation in Grace's heart kept growing.

"Luka, talk! Don't you know how to talk? Why don't you say anything in front of me?"

" Lily, you really wronged me. Tasty Interlude Bakery is small, but it has a good reputation in Crotosi City."

"Good reputation? Good enough to hospitalize my nephew?"

"This ......"

Outside the door, Violet eavesdropped, knocked on the door and pushed it in.

There were quite a few people standing in the ward.

Violet had asked Josie for details before she came here.

Coincidentally, the person who developed asthma from eating pastries was the nephew of the head of the kindergarten, Lily.

The little one was only three or four years old and was on an IV.

Standing next to him was a woman in her fifties or sixties, Lily's aunt.

They were not from Crotosi City, and they came here just for a visit.

It didn't expect that the child would have asthma from eating a piece of pastry.