Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet gave a muffled sound as a response, "What time is it?"

When she opened her mouth, it was a hoarse voice.

Violet was startled by the sound of her own voice and hastily covered her lips, shock written all over her face.

How did her voice become like that?

Stanley was also stunned, he did not expect that Violet's voice would become like that.

But soon, Stanley responded and smiled, "You should sound like that because you haven't drunk any water for a long time."

Hearing the man say this, Violet then responded that she was indeed thirsty.

No wonder her voice was like that.

Violet put her mind at ease, rubbed her brow and asked again, "Honey, you still haven't answered me what time it is." Stanley got up and walked in the direction of the bed, looking at his wristwatch as he did so, "It's eight o'clock."

"Eight o'clock?" Violet froze, "Eight o'clock in the morning?"

But it wasn't right, she had been tossed around by her man all night last night and hadn't been able to sleep until dawn.

In her sleep, she had a lot of dreams, so it wasn't like she had only been asleep for an hour or two.

Stanley, who came to the bedside, looked at Violet's bewildered expression and guessed what was in her mind, giving a low laugh, "It's eight o'clock at night!"

He reminded her.

Violet froze and then said, "Eight o'clock at night? Honey, you mean, I slept all day and night?"

No way!

Yet that was the case, and Stanley nodded slightly, "Well, you slept for a day and a night, and if I hadn't been sure that you were indeed just too tired to sleep for so long, I would have been worried if you were sick."

With that, he sat down on the edge of the bed and touched the woman's forehead.

Violet slapped his hand away with no good grace and grunted, "Who am I sleeping for so long because of?"

Stanley looked at the woman's angry look and coughed, knowing that he was in the wrong, "Sorry."

"You should apologize to me." Violet reached out, allowing the man to pull her up.

The man took her hand in his and obediently helped her up from the bed so that she could lean against it and tucked a pillow behind her so that she could lean more comfortably.

Although he was so attentive, Violet still didn't give him a good look, "This is the first time I've slept for so long, now Aimee is going to laugh at me, and also, I feel ashamed in front of the children." With that, she covered her face.

Stanley took her hand off, "Aimee can laugh if she wants to, but you don't have to feel ashamed in front of the children."

"Why!" Violet didn't have the good grace to glare at him, "Arya is okay, still doesn't understand this, Calvin does, we as parents, actually ......"

"Don't worry, if I say no, then no." Stanley straightened her sleep-disheveled hair and said in a gentle voice, "I've already sent the two children away."

"What?" Violet froze, then her face changed drastically, staring at the man closely, her emotions somewhat agitated, "Honey, don't scare me, what exactly do you mean by sending them away?"

She trembled and her heart went cold.

When Stanley saw how frightened she was, he couldn't help but smile, "What are you thinking about?"

He gently poked her forehead, "They are my children, how could I possibly give away my own children."

At these words, Violet breathed a huge sigh of relief, "Good."

She patted her chest.

As she had just gotten up, she was not dressed and only the quilt covered her entire body.

But because of the emotion she had just felt when she heard that the children had been sent away, the covers on her body slipped off, revealing her pale shoulders and her sexually, beautiful collarbones. Not only that, but it also revealed part of her breasts.

She patted on her chest, and naturally on her breasts. They trembled under Stanley's gaze, which made Stanley's eyes darken and his Adam's apple slid slightly.

But she had only just woken up and her body hadn't recovered yet, even if he wanted her, he could not continue.

At this, Stanley coughed lightly, organized his thoughts and calmed down, his voice was hoarse as he said, "Don't worry, as a father, it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing as giving the children away, I won't let you down."

Violet nodded heavily, "I believe you, but what exactly do you mean by sending the children away?"

Stanley suddenly reached out, embraced her into his arms, while gently rubbing her hair, while looking at the endless emptiness behind her, his eyes cold and horrible, "Originally, I did not intend to tell you this matter, but during the day I considered it for a long time, I decided to tell you, it is impossible to hide it from you."

"What's wrong?" Violet felt the anger and coldness emanating from the man's body, and gently patted the man's back with her hand, gesturing for him to calm down first, then asked with concern, "Did something big happen? Is that why you were in a bad mood last night?"

Last night when she came out of the shower he was in a bad mood and she knew something must have happened to him, but when she asked him, he didn't say anything.

There was nothing she could do but to give up.

But now it seemed that he had decided to tell her after all.

Stanley nodded, "That is why I was in a bad mood last night."

"What exactly happened?" Violet asked again.

The man hugged her tighter, "I never told you that I received a letter from Ivan before I came over here this time."

"A letter?" Violet's body stiffened, then gently she pushed the man away, looked at him and asked, "Ivan sent you a letter?"

Stanley nodded slightly, "Yes."

"What did he write in the letter?" Violet was very curious.

Stanley grimaced, "Provocation."

He did not say what the letter said, only one word.

But it already made Violet understand all the meaning of that letter without having to know the content.

"Ivan provoked you?" Violet frowned.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Stanley nodded but later shook his head, "It was more than that, it wasn't just a provocative letter, it was a dueling letter."

When she heard the words "duel", Violet's face changed once again, and the coldness that had receded had once again struck her whole body in this moment.

"Dueling letter......" Violet's red lips opened and her voice trembled, "Is Ivan crazy? He wants to duel with you?"

She was not stupid, with the grudge and hatred between the two brothers, Ivan and Stanley, the so-called duel was definitely not a petty fight, but a duel that would hurt their lives.

That was why she said Ivan was crazy and determinedly wanted to fight Stanley in a duel.

"Honey, have you agreed?" Violet cupped the man's face and tried to confirm it.

The man's thin lips pursed into a straight line, not answering, but not denying either. Violet knew that he had agreed.

For a moment, Violet's heart sank to the bottom, only to feel cold all over.