Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 143

Violet smiled and patted Miss Hill on her shoulder, "Then I will wait for you."

When she finished speaking, she passed Miss Hill and walked forward.

After two steps, the smile on Violet's face slowly faded, replaced by a faint sadness.

Were her current feelings for Stanley so obvious? Even Miss Hill could see it.

Had anyone else discovered it?

Miss Hill looked at Violet's back, feeling her threat for Violet was useless, which made her very discouraged.

Then she stamped her foot severely and stepped into the elevator.

Calm was restored in front of the elevator. At this time, a figure came out from the corner excitingly "God, what did I hear? Violet loves Mr. Murphy. It’s great! If Mr. Murphy knows it, he should be very happy!"

Thinking, Fraser hurried to the presidential suite of the cruise ship hotel.

Stanley was sitting at his desk, processing the electronic files sent by the company. When he heard a knock on the door, he frowned, "Come in."

Fraser pushed the door in.

Seeing the envelope in Fraser’s hand, Stanley pursed his thin lips, "Didn't I let you give these photos to Violet? Why are you back again?"

"Here is the thing. Mr. Murphy, when I was on the way, I heard a piece of good news." Fraser put the envelope on Stanley's desk.

Stanley looked up lightly, "What good news?"

"It's about Violet." Fraser pushed his glasses, "I heard Violet talk to Miss Hill. Miss Hill said that the person Violet loves is not Dr. Joe, but you. Besides, Violet didn’t refute."

Hearing this, the hand Stanley held the mouse suddenly tightened. A burst of joy surged in his heart, but there was still no emotion on his face. Fraser couldn't tell whether he was happy or not.

After a while, he pulled his tie, and then he said, "I see. You can go head with your work first."

"Yes." Fraser nodded slightly and went out.

After he left, Stanley let go of the mouse, picked up the envelope and opened it, shaking out a few photos inside.

He picked up one of them casually and rubbed his thumb against Violet's face in the photo. Then he smiled gradually.

What Fraser brought just now was indeed good news.

There was no better news than it. The one he loved also loved him.

Suddenly, the phone in front of the computer rang.

Then the smile on Stanley’s face faded. He put down the photo, took a look at the phone, and put it to his ear, "Hello?"

"It's great. I know you haven't slept yet." Henry's grinning voice came over.

Stanley leaned back in his chair, "What's the matter?"

"What else can I do? Except Ivy, how could I call you when I know that it is at night there?" Henry rolled his eyes.

Stanley squeezed his eyebrows, "What's wrong with Ivy?"

"It's about the cornea. Today, the hospital sent another pair of corneas, but she was not satisfied and refused to do the operation. If this continues, she will be blind in a few months." Henry sighed with a headache.

When Stanley heard this, a touch of displeasure flashed in his eyes. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line, "What does she want to do?"

"I also asked her about it. She said she fancied a pair of corneas."

"Alive people?" Stanley's hand holding the phone tightened. His face became gloomy.

Henry shook his head, "She said that the owner of the cornea of ​​those eyes will die soon."

It turned out to be a dying person.

Stanley's tense face eased. He squeezed the phone, and then loosened a bit of strength. He asked, "Who is the owner of the cornea? Has the owner agreed to donate it to her?"

"I don't know about this. Ivy is reluctant to tell me. I really have no choice but to call you and ask you to persuade her." Henry spread his hands helplessly.