Love after Divorce

Chapter 870

Hearing this, Violet laughed lightly in mockery and did not speak.

Is that caring for her?

Maybe it's concern, and that's a concern that comes from guilt.

It has nothing to do with love.

Violet doesn't know what the psychology is, she just feels restless.

When going upstairs, she accidentally tripped and although she was held by Amy and Vanessa in time,

her heart still seized.

When she got back to her room, she felt something was wrong.

"Amy, Vanessa, my stomach hurts a little."

Amy was startled to see amniotic fluid dropping in drops at Violet's feet.

"The water broke, Violet, are you in labor?"

Amy is a doctor, but not a gynecologist.

She is also a yellow girl who has never seen a baby before and was at a loss for words.

Violet swallowed hard, "Don't panic, go tell Old Mrs. King to get me to the hospital."

She is going to have a baby!

She's useless, she's going into premature labor after being provoked by Fern's two or three words!

If it was in the past, she wouldn't panic at all.

But now she has a blur in front of her eyes, it is impossible for her to say that she does not panic.

But it is not shown.

"Oooooh, Vanessa, hold Violet while I go get someone."

Amy rushed downstairs and called out to Old Mrs. King.

When Louis received Amy's call, he was still in his housecoat, working in the villa he had bought three

months earlier.

"What do you mean, Violet went into premature labor? Are you taking her to the hospital now? I'll be

right there!"

When he heard Amy say that Violet had gone into premature labor, Louis was so shocked that he left

his work at hand, grabbed the car keys and left.

He was still wearing his housecoat and his feet were slippers, so he just drove straight to the hospital.

Because he was speeding and followed by a whistling police car behind him.

Louis will be the car keys and driving license a drum of brain thrown to the traffic police, "my wife to

give birth to a child, and so I accompany my wife after giving birth to a child, whatever you punish."

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Small traffic police or the first time to see such a car owner.

Not only was he speeding, but he was also driving in flip-flops.

How nervous is this!

A good man who looks like a very loving wife.

Outside the operating room, the people of The King Family were gathered.

Louis arrived in a hurry and greeted a few people.

"How's Violet doing?"

He ran out of breath, his bare forehead in the light, flooded with fine beads of sweat.

Some wretched and comical, with the usual image of the reserved and arrogant boss does not match.

"Mr. Johnson, Violet is inside the delivery room."

Amy coughed lightly and whispered, "You, why did you come dressed like that?"

Louis was so preoccupied with Violet's well-being that he didn't realize until now that he seemed to be

dressed inappropriately.

He glanced down at what he was wearing, and without much embarrassment, he looked toward the

operating room.

Old Mrs. King, who was sitting on the bench waiting, frowned slightly and looked at Louis with a look of

disgust.

But in the end, nothing was said.

Probably because his current wretched appearance shows how much he cares for his granddaughter.

"Mr. Johnson take it easy, Daniel is in there, and the man who delivered Violet is the best gynecologist

in the hospital."

Sofia smiled and soothed.

Louis nodded slightly, although the eyes still can not hide the anxiety, but in the end calm down.

I touched my pocket, and it was good to know that I still had my phone.

He pulled out his cell phone and called Olly and asked him to send the two children to Kingcardine.