Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"He... he..." Bella pointed at Calvin incredulously, "Is he Miss Hunt and Mr. Murphy’s ..."

Violet had guessed that Bella would react like this before she came. After blinking, she waved her hand and replied, "No, he is my child with someone else’s."

"Someone else?" Bella frowned, obviously not believing in Violet.

This boy looked the same as Mr. Murphy.

How could it be someone else's?

Violet knew what Bella was suspicious, but she did not explain too much. She let go of Calvin's head and changed the subject, "Well, Bella, take me to see Mr. Murphy. Didn’t you say that Mr. Murphy called my name in his dream?"

When Bella heard this, she let out the way sideways, "Yes, Miss Hunt, come in quickly."

Violet gave a hmm, and then took Calvin's hand into the villa.

After entering, Bella directly took Violet and Calvin to the master bedroom on the third floor.

Stanley was lying on the big bed with his eyes closed. Violet stood by the bed. Watching his pale face and listening to his slightly rapid breathing, she couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead.

Then she frowned, "It's hot! Did you call a doctor?"

"I called. The doctor gave Mr. Murphy a fever-reducing injection." Bella sighed and replied.

Calvin was lying on the side of the hospital bed. He stared at Stanley, "Mommy, is Uncle Murphy okay?"

"It's okay." Before Violet could answer, Bella spoke first, "It's just that we can’t bring his fever down yet."

Violet's eyes fell on the alcohol on the bedside, "Sponge Mr. Murphy down with alcohol. Should the fever go down faster, right?"

just that Mr. Murphy never let anyone touch him.

something, and opened her mouth, "Bella, do you want

rubbed her hands on her apron, "Yes, that's what I meant. I thought that since Mr. Murphy is calling your name in his dreams,

her lower lip in embarrassment, and

of that Mr. Murphy gave

Bella said so, Violet couldn’t refute. She could only agree,

know why

downstair with me. I will take you to eat delicious

Violet. Seeing Violet nodding, he obediently held

they went out, Violet and Stanley were

and went to

uncomfortable right now. His chest covered with a thin quilt was constantly rising and falling. His thin lips were slightly open, and he breathed heavily. More than that, his neck was full of sweat. The sweat dripped down the Adam's apple, dripped into the

she felt that her hands sticky

around in the room. After confirming the direction of the bathroom, she went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot

medical alcohol used to reduce fever from the head of the bed and opened it. She poured some into the water. After stirring it twice with her hands, she took the towel on the edge of the basin and placed it in the water to get soaked. Then she wringed dry to wipe Stanley's face, wiping off the

the basin, took a new

Violet was a little helpless. Because next, it was time to sponge

few seconds. Then she took a deep breath and

sturdy upper body, Violet breathed, inevitably blushing. The rhythm of

after all, there was still a thin layer of shirt blocking the line of sight, which was not as clear as it

of evenly distributed abdominal muscles in Stanley's

suddenly realized what she had done. She patted her cheek in annoyance. It

lasted half

with the

the quilt again and covered him. After doing these, she was