Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

After clearing the place, Stanley then lifted his feet and walked towards the villa.

As he walked, he surveyed his surroundings.

Although he had seen this entire island through the little bee camera, what came from the camera was still subtly different than what he could see with his eyes. Soon, Stanley entered the villa.

The villa wasn't particularly luxurious, but it was still considered top of the line, and living here, Violet really didn't suffer much.

But this also thus shows that Ivan's feelings for Violet are, indeed, very deep.

Thinking of this, Stanley's entire face stank.

It pisses a man off when another man thinks so much of his wife!

Stanley lifted his feet and went up to the third floor, and soon arrived at the door of Violet's room.

Before Violet had used the bee to show him which room it was, so he found this room straight away.

Stanley raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Inside the door, Violet heard a knock on the door, and with a happy face, she hurriedly walked towards the door, struggled to move the sofa and opened the door. Looking at the man across the room, Violet's eyes turned red on the spot and she fiercely jumped into the man's arms.

The man took a step back at her vigor, then wrapped his arms tightly around her and buried his head in the crook of her neck, "Honey, I'm coming to get you." "I know, I know." Violet choked and nodded her head repeatedly.

He's here. He's appeared in front of her.

And, she had embraced him, the familiar minty scent of his body, the familiar warmth of his body, making her understand that he had really found her.

At this moment, Violet completely removed all her guard and defenses and cried out, crying even louder than when she had reached out to Stanley earlier.

Stanley knew that during this time, she had been terrified caught alone on this island, and had to face Ivan's constant harassment, as well as Ivy's leering eyes, and had given too much to protect herself.

A weak woman actually took weapons like vases and knives.

He believes that after this time, she is going to be even stronger than before.

Stanley gently hugged Violet and patted her back, silently soothing her.

Occasionally, he even looked down and kissed her forehead and hair.

Gradually, Violet's emotions calmed down and her crying stopped.

She lifted her head, wiped her eyes and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Stanley, am I crying ugly?"

"No, to me, you're beautiful in any way." Stanley looked down at her, his eyes were undisguised with heartache and self-condemnation, "You've lost weight."

She hasn't suffered much here, but she's really lost weight.

The stress in her mind, combined with a bad mood, made her lose weight.

"I'm sorry, I didn't keep an eye on you, if I had accompanied you in the first place, perhaps, you wouldn't have been captured by Ivan." Stanley said guiltily.

Violet shook her head, "No, it's not your fault, I'm an adult, even if you're my husband, you don't have the responsibility to watch me all the time. Being taken away, there's my own carelessness, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have any fault. I am at fault, I'm the one who made you worry, I'm sorry, Honey."

She grabbed his arm to apologize.

Stanley lifted her chin, wiped the last tears from the corners of her eyes, and kissed her eyes.

Violet obediently closed her eyes.

In the next second, Stanley's lips left her eye line and his gaze went down, landing on her lips before he lowered his head and kissed them.

Violet first froze, then after reacting, she wrapped her arms around the man's neck and responded to his kiss.

The man felt her response and kissed even stronger and harder.

And not to be outdone, Violet kissed back just as forcefully.

Stanley's kiss was with its strong thoughts and the joy of meeting her, so was Violet's.

They both wanted each other, they both wanted to incorporate each other into their bodies.

It was the only way to prove, it seemed that they were really back together again.

Bang, the door to the room slammed shut.

Stanley carried Violet in the direction of the bed, and as he walked, clothes fell one by one onto the floor in their path.

The two went extremely wild, in broad daylight in another man's cottage.

Their madness, besides being a love for each other, has a dash of excitement in it.

After all, making love in the villa of Ivan, the enemy, so could it not be exciting?

Night, gradually, falls.

Stanley was sitting at the head of the bed, and Violet was lying in his arms, falling into a deep sleep.

During the day, she was too tired, plus she had been mentally tense during this period of time, and now that Stanley was by her side, she naturally slept deeply after she completely relaxed. Stanley wrapped his arm around her, his large hand gently patting her shoulder, coaxing her like a child.

But with his other hand, he reached for his cell phone and dialed Fraser's number.

Fraser was currently on the deck of the cruise ship, bored with fishing, when he heard the phone ring, he hurriedly dropped the fishing rod and answered, "Mr. Murphy."

Great, Mr. Murphy and his wife have finally ended the big 'fight'.

He had to say, these two were really lasting long, it was dark before they finished.

Stanley responded, "Leave ten bodyguards behind, the rest withdraw to the cruise ship and drive it behind sea level."

"What?" Fraser froze, some confusion in his eyes, and he asked, "Mr. Murphy, what do you want to do?"

"Ivan doesn't know we've found Violet and captured Ivy yet, so he should come back." Stanley narrowed his eyes and said.

Fraser understood and his eyes lit up, "Mr. Murphy, you mean, we stay here and capture Ivan?"

"That's right, so you let the others take the cruise ship first, or else Ivan will see the cruise ship from afar before he even gets off the plane."

"Got it."

Stanley nodded, "Also, those who remain on the island will hide in various corners of the villa, and as soon as Ivan returns, arrest him immediately."

"Yes, I'll go arrange it right now!" Fraser responded.

Stanley hung up the phone, put the phone aside, and also laid down closing his eyes.

He hadn't rested much during this time either, and with the continuous smoking, his mind had been foggy, and now he was tired after that 'workout' during the day. With Violet in his arms, Stanley also soon fell asleep.

He had not waken up till the next morning.

Stanley opened his eyes, and it was bright outside, and there was a light sunlight shining in, which was a bit harsh.

Stanley rubbed his temples and gently pulled his arm out from under Violet's neck.

Having served as a pillow for Violet all night, his arms had long been stiff and sore beyond belief.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

But he didn't seem to feel it, and after a couple of casual rubs, he reached for his bedside phone and checked the time.

9:00 a.m.!

Not a sound outside, it's been quiet since last night.

It seems that Ivan didn't come back last night.

As he was thinking, there was a knock on the door of his room.

Stanley's eyes narrowed, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Murphy, it's me." Fraser's voice rang out from outside.

Stanley's brow relaxed, "What is it?"

"I've brought your clothes, besides, breakfast is ready, so you and Mrs. Murphy come down and have breakfast." Fraser replied.

It was then that it dawned on Stanley that he was here and indeed had no replacement clothes.

And he and Violet hadn't eaten anything since yesterday during the day until now, and it was time to get up and eat something.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐