Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet shrank her somewhat itchy neck, "But I'm tired."

"Then you just lie, I will move." Stanley said as he straightened his head and looked at her with serious eyes.

Violet blinked, "You really want to do it?"

"I miss you." Stanley bowed his head, his forehead resting against hers, his voice low and husky.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Violet could hear that he really missed her, and with such words, he told how much he missed her in the past few days.

And in the face of the man's thoughts, how could Violet not be hard-hearted enough to refuse?

She turned around and wrapped her arms around the man's neck, "Okay, I will stay with you tonight."

She was tried, but she had to pamper her man.

In her opinion, both men and women should pay equally.

Also, the man needed the woman's pampering and care.

Hearing Violet's words, the corners of Stanley's mouth curled up, happy with pleasure.

Then, Violet let go of his neck, grabbed his tie and yanked it hard towards her face.

Stanley obviously didn't expect her to do that, and he froze as his head was yanked unexpectedly to her.

"You......" Stanley's thin lips twitched, and as he was just about to say something, Violet stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss his thin lips. Stanley's eyes widened in dismay for a moment before he looked down at the woman with her eyes closed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. She actually offered to kiss him!

It wasn't that Violet hadn't actually taken the initiative, but it was rare, really rare.

She had never been the one to take the initiative in such matters, probably because of her reserve and shyness, so it was basically him who took the initiative. But as a male, sometimes there was expectation in his heart that she would take some initiative and made him feel that she desired him too.

Those were words he never said though, because he knew that she was shy.

But to his surprise, now she was actually taking the initiative.

Stanley was undoubtedly surprised inside, and the next second, he wrapped his arms around the back of her head and kissed her back. Violet also froze for a moment, but quickly regained it.

The two kissed as they retreated towards the bed.

Every now and then clothes were strewn about where they walked.

This night, the two were frantic, almost staying awake all night, until the next morning, just after dawn, Stanley let Violet go and let her sleep.

Stanley himself, however, not only did not have the slightest sleepiness, but instead leaned against the bed in high spirits, his eyes looking extraordinarily tenderly at the woman in his arms, his large hands gently stroking the woman's hair and face, his movements with affection that could not even be concealed.

After a while, Stanley gently removed Violet's hand on his waist, then lifted the cover and got out of bed, heading towards the bathroom.

By the time he finished washing up, it was seven o'clock.

Stanley emerged from the bathroom in a loose bathrobe, rubbing his hair as he walked towards the bed.

After coming to the bedside, he tucked Violet in, he picked up the cell phone sitting on the bed and dialed a number.

The phone was quickly answered, "Mr. Murphy."

"Yes." Stanley nodded slightly, "Today's match is delayed until this afternoon, it's not a problem, right?"

The man on the other end of the phone, though he didn't know why he had made such a decision, shook his head and replied, "Of course it's not a problem."

It was just a delay to the afternoon, it was not a cancellation, so it won't have an impact on their competition schedule.

Plus, the length of the competition each day was just four or five hours.

So it was okay to put it in the afternoon.

"Good, then please inform the contestants and change the time to the afternoon." Stanley said as he rubbed his hair.

The person on the other end of the phone nodded, "Okay Mr. Murphy."

Stanley nodded and hung up the phone.

The reason why he asked the organizer to change the time, was because Violet could sleep a little longer.

She was exhausted from last night, how could she work without enough rest?

Thinking, Stanley bent down, kissed Violet on the forehead, and then went to blow-dry his hair.

It was eight o'clock by the time he'd cleaned himself up and come downstairs.

Aimee had returned and was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a child on one side, and was watching cartoons with two children, laughing. Hearing the movement of Stanley coming downstairs, Aimee let go of the two children and turned her head to look, "Good morning, Mr. Murphy." Stanley nodded slightly in response.

The two kids jumped off the couch and ran towards him, one hugging one of his legs and looking up at him with their little heads, "Daddy."

"Good!" Stanley smiled and touched the two children's heads, "When did you guys get up?"

"It's been a while." Calvin replied, "Arya was hungry, so I brought Arya down."

"Mm-hmm." Arya nodded her little head, "And then Aimee let Nanny give me and my brother breakfast."

"Thanks." Hearing this, Stanley thanked Aimee.

Aimee waved her hand, "No worries. Mr. Murphy, where is Violet? Hasn't she come down yet?"

"Well, she's tired and still sleeping." Stanley pulled the two children towards the couch.

When Aimee heard that Violet was tired, the smile on her face instantly withdrew and she looked at him with a look of teasing, "Mr. Murphy, aren't you too much? I know you and Violet haven't seen each other for many days, but Violet still has work today, can't you refrain a bit?"

"You're lecturing me?" Stanley frowned, looking at her unhappily.

Aimee hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, I just feel sorry for Violet, Violet has to go to be a judge later, and you ......"

"The competition is postponed." Stanley carried the two children to the sofa and explained, "So you can go there in the afternoon."

"So that's how it is." The corners of Aimee's mouth twitched, looking at Stanley with a more subtle look, "No wonder you don't have any pity at all, because it was arranged a long time ago." Stanley frowned, not bothering to pay attention to her.

At that moment, Arya cocked her little head and innocently asked, "Daddy, why is Mommy tired?"

At those words, the entire living room fell silent.

Finally Calvin was the first to react, then covered Arya's mouth, "Arya, don't talk."

Arya stared with two big eyes as if to ask, "Why, brother?"

Aimee covered her lips and snickered.

Oh my god, these kids were so cute.

On the other hand, Stanley's handsome face completely darkened as he looked coldly at Aimee.

He blamed this woman for saying these things.

Now it aroused a child's curiosity.

And children were consistently curious and would ask for a long time if they didn't get an answer.

Aimee looked at Stanley's cold eyes and also knew that she had made a mistake, and lowered her head sheepishly, not daring to face him.

Stanley couldn't do anything to her, after all, she was Violet's friend.

So there was no way out, this matter, Stanley had no choice but to handle it himself.

He picked up Arya and put her on his lap, then looked down to meet Arya's pure and flawless eyes and said in a gentle voice, "Mommy is tired, it's because she waited for us for a long time at the airport yesterday, plus Mommy still had to work, that's why she didn't get up."

"Really?" Arya blinked.

Stanley nodded, "Of course."

"I promise it's true." Calvin said.

Arya smiled, "So, that's true, Mommy is really working too hard."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐