One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 695 Early to Bed

These words caused Stanley to fall silent for an instant, and only after a few seconds did he rub her

hair and apologize, "I know, I'll try not to go out at night in the future and not let you worry about it."

"That's more like it." Violet smiled, and then poured him a cup of water, "This is ginger juice, drink

some, I had Bella cook it shortly after you went out, it's been kept in a thermos, it's still hot, it's cold

outside, drink it to drive away the cold."

"Okay." Stanley reached out and took the ginger juice.

In fact, he didn't like the taste of these things, but it was something she had prepared for him, so

naturally he wouldn't refuse.

"By the way, how is Dr. Baxter doing?" Violet sat beside Stanley and suddenly asked.

Stanley narrowed his eyes and replied with a sneer, "He wants to die."

"What?" Violet frowned, "He still loves Ivy a lot, did you persuade him?"

"I've asked his parents to rush over there, if his parents have advised and he still won't listen, then let

him be." Stanley finished his ginger juice and put the cup on the coffee table, then got up and walked

towards the bathroom.

Violet looked at the empty cup and sighed.

She really didn't expect Henry to love Ivy this much.

She had always known that Henry loved Ivy, but had no idea that his infatuation was more serious than

she had imagined.

Thanks to that, when she heard Henry tell Ivy that he would never love her again and that he would

never see her again, she thought that Henry had finally given up.

After all, when Henry had let Ivy go, and said that he would never love Ivy again, she felt that Henry

had come out of his obsession and quite admired him.

Yet now Henry had directly knocked back her senses of him.

She had seen such a man before, but it was the first time she had seen one so infatuated and

outrageous.

But this proved that Henry really loved Ivy.

But Ivy did not cherish it.

Of course, even if Ivy cherished it, Ivy and Henry still wouldn't be together because Ivy had engineered

the murder of Stanley's parents at the age of ten.

So Ivy's end is all but predetermined.

As he was thinking about it, Stanley came out of the bathroom, his clothes having been changed into

pajamas.

Violet raised her eyes to look at him, "Honey, didn't Ivy have a last message for you to pass on to Dr.

Baxter before she died, did you tell him?"

"No." Stanley shook his head.

Violet blinked, "Why?"

"It's not time yet, if I tell him now, he will understand that Ivy already knew the fact that she loved him

before she died and regretted not finding out sooner, so with Henry's character, he will definitely be

impulsive and die with Ivy. Let's wait until we have the chance afterwards." Stanley said as he walked

over to the bed and lied under the cover.

Violet nodded, "You're right about that."

"Alright, enough about them, come here to sleep." Stanley patted the spot beside him, gesturing for

Violet to go over.

Violet smiled and walked over.

Just as she reached the bed, her hand was pulled by Stanley, then he tugged hard and Violet was

dragged straight to the bed and laid down in his arms.

"Sleep." Stanley tucked her and himself in, held her close and closed his eyes.

Violet could see the tiredness on his face and gave a muffled sound, nestled obediently in his arms

without moving and closed her eyes as well.

After tossing and turning most of the night, both of them were long tired, so they soon fell asleep.

They did not wake up till the next day at noon, when Stanley was woken up by a phone call from

Fraser.

He opened his eyes with a frown and after looking down at the woman in his arms, he moved to

carefully remove the woman's hand from his waist before twisting around to reach for the phone at the

foot of the bed.

But even though he moved gently, he still woke Violet up.

After all, the phone was ringing there.

Violet rubbed her eyes and opened them, her voice still soft from her first awakening, "Good morning,

Honey."

"Good morning, did I wake you up?" Stanley responded in a soft voice.

Violet shook her head, "No, it's almost time to wake up, what time is it?"

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Stanley glanced at the time on the top right of his phone and raised his eyebrows slightly, remaining

silent for a few seconds before replying, "It's eleven thirty."

"Eleven thirty?" The corners of Violet's mouth twitched, and then she sat up at once, "You mean, it's

eleven thirty in the morning?"

Stanley gave a muffled, non-committal sound.

Violet slapped her forehead, "Why did I sleep for so long, I was going to a meeting at the company

today."

"We slept too late last night and were both tired, that's why we overslept, it's fine, you can have the

meeting this afternoon." Stanley said lightly.

He also had a meeting in the morning and missed it all the same.

So the purpose of this phone call from Fraser was known to him without answering.

Although he thought so, Stanley answered the phone.

As expected, Fraser opened her mouth and asked, “Mr. Murphy, didn't you have a meeting this

morning? Why haven't you come yet?"

Stanley leaned on the head of the bed and pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "I overslept,

postponed the meeting to two o'clock in the afternoon, and cancelled some unimportant trips in the

afternoon."

"Okay." Fraser pushed his glasses up and nodded.

Then he thought of something and added, "By the way, last night Dr. Baxter was forcibly brought back

to the Baxter family by his parents, so I guess he'll be locked up for a long time."

Stanley was not surprised by this statement.

With Henry bent on death, it was the best thing for his parents to do so so that Henry would not do

anything stupid.

"His father wants to meet you, to talk to you about Ivy." Fraser added.

He guessed his father wanted to find out how Ivy really died.

After all, it was related to his son.

"Okay." Stanley had obviously thought of this as well and agreed with a slight nod, "Arrange to meet in

the evening."

"Okay." Fraser answered.

Stanley hung up the phone.

Violet snorted and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"Henry's father wants to see me." Stanley said.

Violet nodded, "If you promise."

"Well, that's what I thought, well, go wash your face." Stanley tossed his phone aside and lifted the

cover to get out of bed.

Violet nodded and was about to get out of bed as well, the door to the room was rapped on and the two

children's tender voices came from outside, "Daddy, Mommy, get up, get up, the sun is shining."

Hearing this, Violet and Stanley looked at each other and both smiled, Stanley walked towards the door

and opened it.

Both children looked at him with their little heads raised in unison.

Arya even put her hands on her waist and educated them in a serious tone, "Daddy, my teacher has

said that we should go to bed early and get up early, but you and mommy actually slept until now,

which is not good."

Calvin agreed with whatever his sister said, so he nodded his head repeatedly to cater her, "That is

right."

Looking at the two children with a serious look, Stanley hooked his lips and smiled, "Sorry Arya, we are

wrong, we will definitely not be so late in the future."

"That's right, early to bed and early to rise is good for your health, remember that, Daddy, I don't want

you and Mommy to be unwell." Arya said with a wink.

Stanley's heart melted as he squatted down and hugged the two children together, his voice gentle as

he said, "Okay, I will remember."