Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet knew that he was going to bandage her hands. She shook her head, and put her hands to her back, "No need, Mr. Murphy. It's just some minor injuries, not serious."

"Not serious?" Stanley's eyes were cold. He pulled her wrist directly, turning her palm over.

Her palms were bloody and fleshy. Even her flesh turned out. It was frightening to look at. Fraser couldn't help but gasped.

"Isn't it serious?" Stanley looked at Violet with a gloomy face.

Jessie, who was a seat away from him, heard him, finally stopped staring at the door of the emergency room, turned her head and looked at Violet's palms.

Seeing that the palms of her hands were almost covered by glass fragments, she pursed her lips and persuaded, "Violet, just listen to Mr. Murphy. You are a designer. Your hands can't be hurt."

Jessie’s words immediately made Violet compromise. After nodding, Violet obediently sat down in the position where Stanley had just patted.

Stanley's face eased a lot. He opened the bag and took out the stuff. Then he began to clean and disinfect the wound on the palms of her hands.

Fraser and Jessie were not idle either. One handed cotton swab and the other cut the bandages. Violet became the only idler who was also being served.

After the bandage, Stanley let go of Violet's hands, "Okay, don't get them wet for a short time. Or you will get inflammation."

Violet touched the back of her hand and nodded repeatedly, "I see."

She could still vaguely feel the temperature in the palm of his hand on the back of her hand.

"Go to investigate George's car accident. See it’s accidental or… Besides, go to police station, letting them deal with George's car." Stanley fastened the bag and handed it to Fraser.

After Fraser took it, just when he was about to answer, Jessie squeezed him away, stood in front of Stanley, and bowed deeply to Stanley, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy."

Stanley looked at Jessie, who had such a big reaction, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Did this woman have that kind of feelings for George?

Seeming to understand Stanley's thoughts, Violet nodded to him.

A gleam of light flashed in Stanley's eyes, but it was fleeting. Stanley replied faintly, "No need."

Jessie straightened up, returned to the previous position and sat down, and continued to wait for the result.

After a long time, the light on the door of the emergency room finally went out.

immediately stood in

and Henry came out from

him, "Doctor, how

she was, he saw Stanley and Violet behind her. Then he knew that she was Violet’s friend, so he gently pulled out his hand and replied, “Don’t worry. He's fine. It's just a few broken ribs and some concussions. He will recover in a month

her hand on her

her and patted her on the shoulder, "Jessie, so

on Violet's chest and

her back and

expressionlessly. Especially when he saw the location where Jessie buried her head, his eyes darkened. The aura around his body

he looked at Stanley with a smile, his eyes

jealous of women." Henry reached Stanley's ear and said

away coldly

the ribs, groaned in pain, covered his stomach

it, Violet and Jessie both looked at

what's wrong with you?" Violet asked

hurts a bit. I have something else

thank you." Jessie

gave Stanley a look of "you are really cruel" and

was pushed out and sent to the

ward, Jessie stayed by the bedside of George, holding his hand, looking at him with

stood aside and

and looked at Violet in the distance. Seeing her self-blaming and helpless

with her for a while. He didn’t return to

the huge ward, there were no

Violet's phone rang that

quickly took the phone out of her bag. Stanley glanced down at her

be

enough, after Violet answered the call, she said, "Hey,

Arya, where are you? Why are you not coming back? Brother and I are hungry." Arya's soft voice came, making people

of sorry, "I'm

looked at

to tell the two children about

will Mommy be

to her, and put his ear on the landline microphone with her. But where he put was on