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?"

he left. It's just that Mr. Murphy

opened her mouth, "Bella, do you

hands on her apron, "Yes, that's what I meant. I thought that since Mr. Murphy is calling

lower lip in embarrassment, and wanted to

for the sake of that Mr. Murphy gave

Bella said so, Violet couldn’t refute. She

really didn't know why she had

Boy, go downstair with me. I will take you to

Violet. Seeing Violet

out, Violet and

again, and went to see the man

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

touched his neck. Then she felt

much?" Violet pursed her lips, and then looked around in the room. After confirming the direction of the bathroom,

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 to get soaked. Then she wringed dry to wipe Stanley's face, wiping off the sweat on

the towel into the basin, took a new

helpless. Because next, it

breath and lifted the quilt off his body, then bent over to

blushing. The rhythm

night, she also saw his body. But after all, there was still a thin layer of shirt blocking the line

evenly distributed abdominal muscles in Stanley's abdomen.

in annoyance. It took her a while to calm down. She began to

lasted half an

back with the other, feeling like that she had just finished a battle. She was exhausted, and had a

took the quilt again and covered him. After doing these,