Violet and Stanley looked at each other and smiled.
"Yes, yes, yes, you're the most diligent." Violet rubbed the little girl's head in amusement.
The little girl's eyes were bent with happiness.
"Alright, go get your brother up, we're going back." Violet took her hand away from the little girl's head.
The little girl nodded and went inside.
Outside, Stanley and Violet stood together waiting quietly.
In a few minutes, the two kids came out.
Then the family of four, hand in hand, walked towards the front door.
"Violet." At the door, Violet was called out by a designer.
She stopped in her tracks, "What can I do for you? Belle."
This designer, named Belle, was relatively close to Violet and would usually greet each other when they saw each other.
Belle walked over, her eyes glowing as she glanced at Stanley and the two children, "Violet, this is your husband and children?"
"Yes." Violet nodded with a smile.
Belle gave Violet a thumb up, "Nice, in my opinion, all oriental men look the same, but now that I see your husband, I realized that there are oriental men who are very handsome looking and not inferior to our western men in height and figure, and your two children are very cute."
"Thank you for your compliment." Violet replied.
Belle waved her hand, "I gotta go, wish you happy."
"Okay." Violet nodded.
Belle then left to rendezvous with the other designers waiting for her.
Violet looked to the man, "Let's go, Honey."
Stanley nodded and led her and the two children towards the parking lot.
"So those two are Violet's children, they look too much like Mr. Murphy." Not far away, Belle spoke, looking at the back of the family of four.
Pennie narrowed her eyes and bit her lips, "Alright, why don't you go?"
With that, she turned and walked towards the front.
Belle looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she was mad about.
Was it because she hadn’t pissed off Violet?
At this thought, Belle felt aggrieved.
It wasn't like she did not want to, but after the competition, Violet had left, and she couldn't find her even if she wanted to go and get angry at Violet.
Now she was there, but her husband was around. If she went to piss off Violet, her husband would kill her.
Violet didn't know about the tricks between Pennie and Belle, she got into the car and craned her head towards the window.
Stanley asked while fastening his seatbelt, "What are you looking at?"
"Linda, she hasn't come out yet." Violet replied.
Stanley's thin lips twitched slightly, and when he was to speak, Violet's phone rang.
"It's Linda calling." Violet answered the phone, "Hello."
"Violet, I'm not going back tonight." Linda's voice came.
Violet was puzzled, "Why?"
"I just got a job to shoot for a magazine." Linda replied.
Violet responded, "All right, I see, take care of yourself."
"Ok, bye." Linda hung up the phone.
Violet put down her phone, "Let's go, Linda isn't going back."
Stanley's thin lips were slightly hooked, seemingly not surprised by this at all, he nodded and started the car.
He had wanted to tell her that he was the one who had had a job arranged for Linda.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again