One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 913 Violet's Threat

Violet smiled, then turned around and went upstairs, ready to check on Jimmy in her room.

She wondered if he had been awake now.

Now that Calvin and Arya were not with her, the only child she could see was Jimmy.

It was fair to say that Jimmy carried in his body her thoughts of her three children.

The only way she could see Calvin and Arya was through Jimmy.

Violet stayed in the room with Jimmy for three hours until there was a knock on the room door, then she

carried the sleeping Jimmy to the maid, while she headed for the room door and opened it.

Outside the door stood the villa's maid.

When the maid saw her, she respectfully called out, "Mrs. Murphy."

Violet smiled and nodded, "What is it?"

"Mr. Murphy is back, his car is outside at the gate." The maid replied.

When she heard that Stanley had returned, Violet's eyes widened slightly, and finally a surprised smile

immediately appeared on her face, and she no longer said anything more, directly passing the maid's

side and darting downstairs.

When she got downstairs, she didn't see Stanley and guessed that he might not have arrived yet.

The villa gate, after all, was still a few hundred metres from the villa.

So, the only way she was going to see him first was to go and wait outside the villa.

Taking a deep breath, Violet looked in the direction of the entrance hall, then took another step and ran

towards it.

After leaving the villa and coming outside, a cold wind blew outside and Violet shivered in the cold.

But she didn't care about this, instead she stretched her neck to look ahead, and she naturally saw

Stanley's familiar car driving by.

Violet gave a stunning smile and waved at the car with her arm outstretched.

Inside the car, Fraser saw her and smiled, then turned his head in a hurry and said to the man in the

back seat who had his eyes closed, "Mr. Murphy, Mrs. Murphy is at the door to meet you." ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Hearing this, Stanley opened his eyes suddenly, then sat up straight and looked out of the window.

Sure enough, Violet was standing on the steps of the villa entrance and was waving towards them.

Seeing this, Stanley's eyebrows softened and his thin lips curled up.

Obviously Violet's presence here put him in a good mood.

Naturally, Fraser saw Stanley's change in the rear-view mirror and tsked twice in his heart.

He knew that the president would be happy to see his wife.

If that was the case, then what was the point of having a cold war these days?

And he didn’t know that the president had wanted to reconcile with her for a long time, but he refused

to take the initiative to tell her the reason, and had to let her figure it out herself.

But if Mrs. Murphy could have figured it out, she would have figured it out a long time ago.

Mrs. Murphy was bent on staying here and going in and out with the president, so naturally she would

not think about anything else.

But the president was inclined to think that Mrs. Murphy could figure it out, and what happened?

It was amazing that the cold war lasted as long as it did.

Luckily, in the end, Miss Chambers couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to speak up and talk

to Mrs. Murphy about the pros and cons of this, so that she could figure out that she wasn't doing the

right thing by staying.

Otherwise, these two would surely have continued their cold war.

"Mr. Murphy, Mrs. Murphy looks like she is actively trying to reconcile with you." Fraser said as he

looked in the rear view mirror.

Stanley gave a nod, "I know."

He hadn't received her call during the day, but Fraser had told him about it.

Since she had taken the initiative to call her in the middle of a cold war, it was a natural reconciliation.

And from what Fraser said, she seemed to have figured out that he was doing it for her own good.

"Then Mr. Murphy, you won't continue to have a cold war with Mrs. Murphy, will you?" Fraser asked

again.

Stanley frowned, "Are you stupid?"

He hadn't wanted to have a cold war with her, he just wanted her to figure out for herself that he was

doing her a favour by letting her stay, which was why he was deliberately ignoring her.

But these past few days, he couldn't tell you how hard it had been on his heart, and how much it hurt to

see her in a bad mood.

Many times, he wanted to just tell her everything and make up with her.

But later on, he thought that it would be better to take the initiative to tell her than to think it over

herself, because after all, she would leave willingly and would not make him worry more about her

when dealing with Ivan.

That was why he desperately resisted the idea of speaking to her first and continued to chill with her.

But in fact, he had always blamed himself in his heart.

He had said that he would love her and always treat her well, but this time he had coldly violated her

under the banner of doing her good, and naturally he felt guilty in his heart.

Now Violet had figured it out, although she didn't figure it out herself, it was Aimee who made it clear to

her, but looking at her, she did seem to realize that it was really not appropriate for her to stay here,

otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to have the intention of reconciling with him.

Since she had now taken the initiative to reconcile with him, it was only natural that he should not

refuse.

Also, afterwards he had to thank Aimee.

Otherwise, he didn't really know when she would have figured it out.

As he was thinking, Fraser had already stopped the car.

After Violet saw the car pull up at the bottom of the steps, she exhaled gently, then squeezed her palms

and walked down with her long skirt.

Just after the last step, the car door in the back seat opened and Stanley got down from the car in a

straight black suit, so handsome and noble that people couldn't take their eyes off him.

Violet stopped opposite him and looked up at him, her red lips moving as she was about to say

something.

Stanley suddenly pulled her wrist and yanked her towards him, then directly held her tightly in his arms.

Violet's eyes widened, obviously surprised by his action.

But soon she reacted by letting her body go limp and then raising her arms to wrap them around his

back as well.

Stanley felt Violet's response, his thin lips slightly hooked up, hugging her tighter, his chin resting on

her shoulder, lightly opening his thin lips to speak, "I'm back."

His voice was hoarse.

And Violet, who hadn't heard his voice for many days, her eyes instantly warmed up and her lower lip

bitten, was holding back the feeling of wanting to cry, "Well, it's good to see you back."

Although she didn't cry, her voice, however, was choked with sobs.

Naturally, Stanley heard it and knew that the cold war had aggravated her over the past few days.

With even more guilt and remorse in his heart, he rubbed his chin on her shoulder and said in an

unmistakably apologetic tone, "I'm sorry for upsetting you these days."

Hearing these words, Violet's heart sank even more and tears literally spilled out of her eyes.

But she shook her head and smiled, "No, I was too capricious myself and just thought of staying with

you as a matter of course, not thinking that staying would cause you any trouble and would hold you

back."

"No." Stanley gently pushed her away, looked at her face and said seriously, "You're not holding me

back, I've never felt like you were holding me back, I'm letting you go, even more so because I'm afraid

you'll drag me down, I just don't want anything to happen to you, if something happens to you, I can't

live."

Listening to the man's shocking confession, Violet broke into tears and smiled, "Okay, I won't let

anything happen to me, I will be with my children and wait for you to come back afterwards, but you

must promise me that nothing must happen to you, otherwise I will take your three children and remarry

immediately, let your children call another man their father, I don't care if your children are bullied by

that man, I really I'll do what I say."

She looked at him with a threatening expression.

However, Stanley was clear that she was only saying that, even if he did end up not coming back, she

would not do so.

She would only live with them, missing him every day, and when they grew up, she might come with

him again.