Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet rubbed her stomach and turned her head to give the man a sultry look, "It's all your fault!"

Would she wake up so late if he hadn't tossed her around so hard last night?

Stanley naturally understood the meaning in the woman's eyes and laughed twice in a low voice, "Well, it is my fault."

"Hmph." Violet rolled her eyes at him and turned her head back, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Soon, the couple returned to the villa.

Aimee was no longer in the living room, presumably she was in her room.

Stanley wrapped his arm around Violet and came to the dining room, instructing the maid, "Get some food for Mrs. Murphy."

"Yes sir." The servant answered, then turned in the direction of the kitchen.

Stanley pulled out a chair and let Violet sit down.

He waited until Violet sat down before pulling out the chair next to him and settling down, "Since you're awake, why didn't you let someone prepare food for you in the first place?"

"I heard Aimee say that you were playing outside with the two kids, so I went out to check." Violet took the glass of water the man handed her and answered.

Stanley frowned disapprovingly, "Even if you're curious about what I'm playing with the two kids, you should eat first, or we will worry about you."Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing that, she felt warm in her heart.

"I know, don't be angry." Violet took the man's arm and petulantly rubbed her head against his shoulder.

Stanley looked at the woman, his taut face suddenly softened, and his eyes were even so gentle.

He lifted his hand and gently stroked the woman's hair, "I'm not angry, just remember to take care of yourself in the future, it's the only way we'll have less to worry about you." "I know, I will." Violet nodded seriously.

"That's good." The man lowered his head and kissed her hair, softly.

At that moment, the maid came with food.

Stanley got up and took it, then placed it in front of Violet, "Eat first, but don't eat too much, or when it is time for lunch later, you can't be able to eat."

"Don't worry." Violet smiled, then picked up the sandwich from her plate and began to eat.

Stanley sat right next to her to keep her company, propping his head up and watching her.

Violet was uncomfortable by his look, and the speed of eating her food slowly decreased.

Finally, she simply put down the sandwich in her hand and looked at the man, "Honey, do you want to turn your head to the side? I'm a little uncomfortable with you looking at me all the time like that." "Why?" The man picked up his coffee and took a sip.

Violet said, "I'm not used to it, and it's more or less uncomfortable to be watched when I was eating."

Stanley nodded thoughtfully before turning his face to the side, "Fine, you eat, I won't look at you."

When Violet heard that, she picked up her sandwich and ate it again.

As she ate, however, she felt the man's eyes fall on her again.

She put down the sandwich in her hand again and looked at the man beside her with anger, "I thought you agreed not to look at me, why are you looking over again?"

"Couldn't help it!" The man put down the coffee cup in his hand and said with an innocent look.

Violet raised her eyebrows, "Why can't you help it?"

"You look cute when you're eating, so I can't help but look at you." Stanley replied with a serious face.

Violet's face suddenly flushed.

This man now was becoming less and less the cold and aloof he used to be.

He was good at flirting her now.

His words made her blush and her heart beat faster.

"You...... Who did you learn these words from?" Violet looked at the man with laughter, "I never heard you say these words before."

"I didn't learn it from anything, I just mean it." Stanley chuckled.

Violet was amused, "It seems that the cool look is your disguise, you are so sweet."

Stanley hooked his lips, "I'm only sweet to you."

"Hmph, if you dare to sweet to others, I won't want you." Violet clenched her fist and glared at him.

Stanley nodded, "I won't, you won't be able to get rid of me, for the rest of your life."

With that, he reached out and hooked a hand around the back of her head, pulling it forward before lowering his head and kissing her on the lips. Violet's eyes widened and froze for a moment, then her body relaxed, allowing the man to pry her lips open.

After a moment of kissing, the man let her go with satisfaction.

Violet hurriedly set her body upright and looked at him with strange eyes, "I just ate and you're kissing me, don't you mind getting dirty?"

"Why would I?" Stanley picked up his coffee and took another sip, "I have tasted your spit, what's this point?"

Violet blushed even more, "I don't bother to talk to you."

She lowered her head and continued to eat.

Stanley was still staring at her, unblinking.

Violet pretended she didn't know anything and still let him look at it.

Go ahead and look, it was her man after all.

And the fact that he was staring at her meant he cared about her.

Just brainwashing herself like that, gradually, Violet got used to the man staring at her, and even sometimes, she would turn her head to glare at the man.

He wasn't angry, hooking his thin lips at her and occasionally reaching out, wiping the crumbs of sandwich off the side of her mouth in a gentle and doting gesture.

At this time, Stanley's cell phone rang.

He put his hand down from the chair behind Violet, then took out his phone and glanced at it, his brow furrowing slightly.

Violet I stopped eating, and asked with concern, "What's wrong, who is it?"

"Fraser." Stanley narrowed his eyes and replied, "I gave Fraser two days off to keep Linda company, but by definition, he wouldn't have called me if he is on leave for these days."

"So there must be something important." Violet said, "Well, pick it up."

She prodded.

Stanley nodded, put the phone to his ear and answered the call, "What is it?"

On the other end of the phone, came Fraser's voice, "Mr. Murphy, George has left J City."

"What?" Stanley narrowed his eyes, "He left J City?"

"Yes." Fraser nodded, "Earlier, I accompanied Linda to the hospital side to change her medication, and since our location was close to the third hospital, we went to the third hospital, I heard some doctors that George had resigned and left. Then I checked George's whereabouts after he resigned and found out that he bought a ticket to fly to M Country."

"So, he went to M Country?" Stanley raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, he should be on the plane by now." Fraser said.

Stanley's slender fingers tapped on the dining table, "Do you know the purpose of his visit to M Country?"

"It's unclear for now, but he resigned in a hurry, and the ticket was bought in a hurry, so I guess there must be something over in M Country that he needs to handle, but I don't know what exactly it is, I can only investigate further." Fraser said after thinking about it.

Stanley lifted his chin, "Investigate further, make sure to find out what George is doing over there and if it could be related to the Robinson family."