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?"

the doctor said before he left. It's just that Mr. Murphy

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

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

in embarrassment, and wanted to

Hunt, for the sake of that Mr. Murphy gave you the coat

Violet couldn’t refute. She

know why she had to

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

Violet. Seeing Violet nodding, he obediently held Bella’s

Violet and Stanley were left in the

turned her head again, and went to see the

he breathed heavily. More than that, his neck was full of sweat. The sweat dripped

seeing this, Violet touched his neck. Then she felt that her hands sticky and even his neckline was

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

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

it off, she threw the towel into the basin, took a new

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

at Stanley with frowning for a few seconds. Then she took a deep breath and lifted the quilt off his body, then bent over to unbutton

body, Violet breathed, inevitably blushing. The rhythm of her heartbeat became

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

muscles in Stanley's abdomen. Then

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

half an

a sponge in one hand, and patting her aching back with the other, feeling

bed, smiled helplessly, then took the quilt again and