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?"

before he left. It's just that Mr.

and opened her mouth, "Bella, do you want me to do

thought that since

her lower lip in embarrassment, and wanted to say

of that Mr. Murphy

so, Violet couldn’t refute. She could

why she had to

downstair with me. I will take you

Violet nodding, he obediently held

and

turned her head again, and went

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

felt that her hands sticky and even his

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

put the basin on the head of the bed, took a bottle of 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

off, she threw the towel into the basin, took a new anti-fever patch from the

little helpless. Because next, it was

Then she took a deep breath

breathed, inevitably blushing. The rhythm of her heartbeat became much

last night, she also saw his body. But after all, there was still a thin layer of shirt blocking the line of sight, which was not as clear

of evenly distributed abdominal muscles in Stanley's abdomen. Then she couldn't help but touch

had done. She patted her cheek in annoyance. It took her a while to calm down. She began to

lasted half an

her aching back with the other,

helplessly, then took the quilt again and covered him. After doing these, she was ready to go to