Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"Come in!" Stanley's cold voice came from inside.

Violet pushed the door in, "Mr. Murphy, are you free on the weekend?"

"What's wrong?" Stanley put down the files in his hand and looked at her.

Violet clenched her fists, and said with courage, "Here’s the thing. Calvin and Arya's kindergarten will hold a parent-child activity on weekends. You also know the situation of our family, so..."

"Do you want me to act as the father of two children to participate in this event?" Stanley raised his eyebrows slightly, and instantly understood what she meant.

"Yes." Violet nodded.

Stanley's slender fingers tapped gently on the desk, "Why are you looking for me? Isn't there a Dr. Joe by your side?"

Violet touched the tip of her nose, "George is not free."

Hearing this, Stanley's face suddenly sank.

So she came to him because she couldn't find anyone else?

Thinking about it, Stanley was slightly angry. Just as he was about to refuse, a somewhat lazy voice came from the door, "I can help you."

Um?

Violet turned to look.

Ivan walked in slowly with holding a file, and then stopped beside her.

"Director Murphy." Violet greeted him politely.

Ivan first glanced at Stanley, who was expressionless, before turning his gaze to Violet, "I just heard about it. You want to find a father for your two children to participate in parent-child activities. How about me?"

He pointed to himself.

Stanley frowned, but didn't say anything. He was just looking at Violet, wanting to know her answer.

Violet didn't let him down either. She bowed apologetically to Ivan, "Thank you, Director Murphy, but no need."

She refused so directly. Ivan's eyes flashed annoyed, but it was fleeting, "Why don't you consider me? There shouldn't be any difference between looking for me and looking for Stanley?"

"Yes!" Violet turned her head to look at Stanley, "Mr. Murphy looks like my son. If he goes with us, I don't worry about being suspected."

This was indeed!

lips hooked slightly. His mood

the gloom in his eyes, and said softly, "What's the use of being similar? Parent-child

"This..." Violet was stunned.

she actually forgot

from the wheelchair, "I agree to

slightly. Although she

pushed his glasses and said, "Yes, Stanley, you haven't recovered. Just rest at home. In case something happens

I don't

what he said, Violet had no choice but to

that you care about this woman so much. You even want to be the father for her children. If I tell Phoebe this,

his pitch-black pupils, "Ivan, I warn you,

"If I say no, what can you do to

try." Stanley replied in a

you, I'm just kidding. But you take it

the document

Stanley did not answer.

feel annoyed. After shrugging, he put the document

this time, Fraser came in from outside, carrying

thermos barrel and frowned slightly, "What did you

gave it to me, saying that it was the big bone soup made for you to help your ribs

it for me?" Stanley only heard this sentence, feeling

of him, "Mr. Murphy, do you want to

Stanley did not answer.

didn't want to eat, so he reached

saw it, pursed his lips and yelled, "What are

going to return this back to

you return it? Put this

"...Yes!" Fraser's mouth twitched.

to keep it,

him to guess

noon, Stanley ate the

bone soup was milky white in color and had a strong flavor. Stanley knew Violet spent some efforts on

Stanley ate all the

thermos to Fraser and asked Fraser to return

was eating in the

thermos, "Violet, Mr. Murphy asked me to thank you.