Stanley looked down at the little guy who was not as tall as his thigh, then his cold face softened a lot, "Where is your Mommy?"
"Mommy is inside." Calvin pointed to the room, then turned sideways to let out the way, "Uncle Murphy, come in."
"Thank you." Stanley nodded slightly.
After entering the room, Calvin shouted in the direction of the bathroom, "Mommy, Uncle Murphy is here."
Violet's voice came from the bathroom, "Okay, let him have a seat first."
Calvin gave a hmm obediently, then he immediately patted the sofa, "Uncle Murphy, sit down. Mommy will come out in a while."
"Okay." Stanley put down the quilt and sat down.
Calvin tilted his head and looked at the quilt, "Uncle Murphy, why are you holding my Mommy's quilt."
Stanley was a little shocked, "Is this your Mommy's quilt?"
"Yeah." Calvin nodded.
Stanley pursed his thin lips. He did not speak. There was a complex emotion in his heart.
He thought it was a new quilt, but he did not expect that it was actually Violet’s.
What was even stranger was that he didn't feel disgust at all. Obviously he even disgusted Phoebe's stuff, but Violet...
"Uncle Murphy." Calvin's shout interrupted Stanley's thoughts. Stanley looked at him, "What's up?"
"Mommy is out." Calvin reminded.
Stanley shifted his gaze. Then he saw Violet coming out of the bathroom while holding Arya in her arms.
"Sorry, Mr. Murphy, I kept you waiting for a long time. It took a while to comb the little girl's hair." Violet smiled embarrassedly at him.
"Never mind." Stanley stood up and replied lightly.
When Violet saw that Stanley had recovered to his usual appearance, she was a little in a daze.
If it weren't for the faint pain in her wrist, she really thought that everything last night was her illusion.
Sure enough, no matter how powerful a person was, there was a fragile side that others couldn't see.
"Mr. Murphy, do you still feel headache?" Violet asked with concern. At the same time, she put down Arya.
As soon as Arya stood firmly, she wanted to run to Stanley, but Calvin pulled her over.
He knew that Mommy and Uncle Murphy were talking, so they should not bother them.
"No." Stanley shook his head slightly.
"Well, Mr. Murphy, you will still drink less in the future. If you get drunk, it will be very dangerous." Violet said sincerely.
Stanley lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Yesterday was the death anniversary of my Grandpa, so I drank some."
Apart from that, no one knew that yesterday was also his parents' death anniversary.
"So sorry, Mr. Murphy, I didn't mean to..."
Before Violet finished speaking, Stanley waved his hand and interrupted her, "Never mind."
Although he didn't take it to heart, Violet was still a little bit sorry for him. After thinking about it, she changed the topic, "Mr. Murphy, have you eaten breakfast? If not, how about having breakfast with us together? I’m going to prepare it now."
With that, she didn't give him a chance to refuse, then she went to the kitchen.
Only Stanley and the two little guys were left in the living room.
Arya shook off Calvin's hand, stepped forward to hug Stanley's thigh, and looked up at Stanley, "Uncle Murphy, Arya misses you so much."
"Miss me?" Stanley raised his eyebrows.
Calvin also took a few steps forward, "Arya has been asking Mommy about you for the past two days."
"Really?" Stanley smiled faintly. He seemed to be in a good mood.
"What did you ask your Mommy?" He bent over and hugged Arya, showing some interest.
Calvin blinked, "Of course she asked when we can see Uncle Murphy again."
"It's all asked by Arya. What about you?" Stanley looked down at the little guy in front of him. His eyes were filled with expectations that he didn't even know, "Have you ever asked your Mommy about me?"
"Yes!" Calvin said firmly.
Stanley smiled brightly. Even his indifferent heart was softened at this moment.
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