Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 377

It seemed Stanley didn't fully believe that video, but was more or less influenced by it.

Or he would not be so cold to Violet.

Violet was finally sure that Stanley's attitude towards her had really changed, becoming much colder.

She was overwhelmed and confused.

Had she done something wrong to piss him off?

Violet thought carefully and really didn't remember what she had done to piss him off, and she became more puzzled.

Perhaps it would be better for her to talk to him.

Violet took a deep breath and walked into the villa.

When she went inside, only to see two kids were sitting on the couch watching TV, and Ivy was sitting on the other side, playing with her phone.

Violet looked around, but Stanley was not there, she asked, "Where's daddy?"

"Daddy's gone to the study." Calvin answered.

Violet lifted her feet towards upstairs.

Ivy looked up at her back, curling her lips obscurely.

Violet arrived outside Stanley's study and knocked on the door.

Stanley's low voice came from inside the door, "Come in."

Violet pushed the door in, "Stanley."

Stanley looked at her with grim eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"I want to talk to you." Violet walked towards him.

Stanley pursed his lips, "Talk about what?"

"Talk about your attitude today." Violet looked straight at his cold face, "Stanley, what's wrong with you today? I feel like you're very different from your usual self today, your attitude towards me has completely changed. Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

"No." Stanley dropped his eyes and said in a faint voice.

Violet rubbed her brow, "Your expression tells me it doesn't look like no, Stanley, what exactly did I do? I can apologize for that."

She pressed her hand to her heart.

She really hated the feeling of having to guess.

Stanley stood up, "I said no."

"But ......"

"No buts, go out please." Stanley held his forehead.

Violet looked at his cold expression. Her red lips twitched, and eventually she went out.

After she left, Stanley pulled open a drawer, took out a cigar and lip it up.

A thick white fog rose up, shrouding his face from view.

But the low-pressure aura that permeated his body, revealing his heavy, annoyed and confused mood.

After an unknown amount of time, a cigar was about to run out and his phone rang.

Stanley put out his cigar, picked up his phone. It was Fraser calling. He might have the result now, but Stanley did not dare to answer it.

If he didn't pick it up, he could be unaware of the video's authenticity, could pretend it was just a prank, and could resume a normal relationship with Violet as a couple.

But another voice inside was telling him that he must pick it up, that he must get to the truth.

After all, it didn't make sense that he gave up now after more than a decade of persevering to investigate the truth about his parents' death.

For a time, Stanley was torn between answering the phone and not answering the phone, because he knew that once this phone call was answered, it would mean that his life, in the future, would undergo a radical change.

So, should he answer it?

Stanley looked at the name bouncing on the screen, his thin lips pursed tightly.

But in the end, he chose to answer it. His obsession to know the truth about his parents' death overcame his feelings for Violet.

"Hello." Stanley put the phone to his ear.

"Mr. Murphy." Fraser said over the phone before falling into silence.

Stanley clenched his hands as Fraser was silent and his heart had sunk to the bottom.

After a moment, Stanley opened his mouth, "Did you get the result?"