Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet heard the man was unhappy, covered her lips and laughed, "Well, I am just kidding, go and rest, you are over thirty, if you don't take care of your body again, in case you really collapse one day, what should me and the two children do? Maybe I will really take the two children and remarry."

"Don't you dare!" Stanley's volume rose.

Violet laughed out loud, "Let’s see."

Stanley's thin lips pursed into a straight line, "You don't have that chance, you can only be mine."

"Fine, fine, then go get some rest, I should go out for the competition too, and I have to pick up Steven afterwards." Violet said looking at the time.

Stanley nodded, "Okay."

The call ended and he put the phone down, looking at some papers in front of him, and after a few seconds of silence, he finally pushed them aside and stood up.

Violet's remark about the fact that he was being over thirty made him feel a tinge of hurt.

On top of that, there was her line about dying suddenly and taking her two children and remarrying after his death, and having them call another man their father, which pissed him off even more.

Well, take a break, he was not going to give her a chance to remarry.

Stanley rubbed his brow and headed for his room.

Abroad, Violet put down her phone and smiled, "Silly Man."

She could probably imagine how Stanley on the other end of the phone looked at the moment, and must have dutifully gone to get some sleep.

He was a noble and arrogant man, but in fact, after getting to know him, she found that he was quite childish.

that was probably his true character, except that having grown up with an elite education, he habitually hid his true character under a cold exterior and would only

was the one closest to

breakfast, Violet left the two children to the maid and set off with

more rounds were played and more players were eliminated, the

in this competition, instead of eliminating the last two in each

and assigned them to several teams, so that

this competition, Linda and the rest of the models

to Violet, "Violet, this competition

"Indeed, there is no prescribed theme for this competition, allowing the designers, according to the models assigned, to play individually, so the clothes designed will be in a variety of styles, unable to be uniform, and when the time comes, some designers' works will be deducted points if they don't fit that model, and

and they had their pride in designing clothes and never considered whether those with deformed bodies could wear the clothes or not, and they didn't

of that, outsiders would laugh at

designed clothes for people with deformities and many of them were now frowning when

never designed for these people, including her

bodies walking on stage, even the designs drawn on paper, the human sketches were tall and

did you feel that? The atmosphere around us is

course it's heavy, none of them have designed clothes for those people before, so now they're all a bit panicked because they don't know how to design. Models and designers go hand in hand, a good model will make the designer suddenly

in this uninspired state right now."

their eyes. If they don't face these models with their

inspired, Violet?"

shrugged her shoulders, "No, because I don't know which model is assigned to Group

a few models on

a meter tall, conjoined people with two heads and

was

with such a