Love Starts After We Break Up

Chapter 202



Chapter 202

Learning of David's birthday, Violet left the hotel with the intention of going to buy him a present.

It was the first time she bought a gift for a big star, and she didn't know what to buy.

Violet thought about it and made a phone call to Josie.

"Josie, David invited me to his birthday party. What kind of gift do you think I should buy for him?"

"A birthday gift? Why don't you come to Rainbow Shopping Mall? I'm here. I'll help you."

"Okay."

Knowing that Josie was looking for a suitable location for her own store, Violet gladly went there.

"Violet, here."

Josie waved at Violet from a store immediately in front of the mall.

Violet smiled and walked over, "Did you find the store you want?"

"Well, here it is. Nice location, right?"

"Nice."

Violet sized up the store and said, "Josie, what should I buy? David is not an ordinary person. He also

helped me. If it is too cheap, I can not give away. If too expensive, I can not afford."

"Let me think about it. How about a tie! A token of appreciation, and upscale."

Josie thought about it and made a suggestion.

Violet thought it made sense, and they went into the mall to buy a tie.

They came across Ciara who was just coming out of the mall.

She carried her bag and looked at Josie with contempt.

When Josie crossed over to her, she cursed, "Bitch, shame on you!"

Josie's footsteps stopped and she looked back at her, "Who are you cursing?"

"You're the one I'm cursing!"

Ciara had a spiteful face, "Josie, why are you so despicable? Deliberately seduce my brother-in-law.

You make my sister quarrel with him. You are despicable."

Was she despicable?

Who in the end was despicable?

Josie looked at Ciara and smiled abruptly, "Ciara, didn't your sister tell you? Whom I met later at the

clubhouse?"

The recording she posted online only contained Jessie's admission that she let Violet have a diarrhea.

What happened later in the clubhouse, she certainly was not foolish enough to let people laugh at her.

But what others didn't know was something that Jessie certainly knew.

After all, it was Jessie who ordered the three men, and she would certainly ask them afterwards if they

succeeded or not.

The three men must have told her that Austin came in and saved her.

It seemed that Jessie didn't tell Ciara that she had sex with Austin.

"Whom did you meet?"

Ciara was unsure and asked dismissively.

"I met Austin! Then I slept with him!"

Josie smiled openly and brightly.

Ciara's facial expression changed for a moment, "You're talking nonsense!"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

Josie fixed her hair around her ears and spotted Austin walking towards them.

The leading role was here!

Josie raised an eyebrow and smiled brightly at him, "Hi, Mr. Evison, we meet again! Take your time.

We’ll leave first."

After saying that, she took Violet's arm tightly and went into the mall.

"Josie, don't go."

Ciara was furious and looked at Austin, "Austin, Josie just said that she slept with you yesterday. Is that

true?"

Josie actually said this to Ciara?

Was this woman provoking or what?

Austin raised his eyebrows slightly, then said in a light voice, "Yes, if you mind, we can stop dating."

Ciara didn’t know what to say at the moment.

Austin was one of the best men in Crotosi City, and she was looking forward to marrying him! This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Josie the bitch, how can she get her hands on her man!?

At the mall, Violet looked at Josie's side and asked with concern, "Josie, are you okay?"

"Do I look like I’m not okay?"

Josie said disapprovingly, "The Shaws are no good. I just said that on purpose to make Ciara feel bad.

It's just a pity that Austin has such poor eyesight. Why does he date with Ciara?"

Why?

Austin was a good guy with no vision.

And it was also too irresponsible.

He slept with Josie, but took it as never happened!

Violet sighed in her heart and went into a counter with Josie to choose a tie.


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