Of course, he could not say that.
Otherwise, she should be angry with him.
"Okay." Stanley hugged Violet and nodded, "I promise you that I will return to you all well and intact."
"That's right." Hearing the man's promise, Violet then put her heart down and smiled.
The maid in the dark saw the two embracing and having made up, smiled gratefully and nodded before leaving quietly, leaving the place undisturbed for the two.
Even Fraser, who stayed quietly in the car, did not dare to get down, nor did he dare to drive the car away, just in case he made a commotion and broke the atmosphere between the two.
So, Fraser could only sit obediently in the car and take out her mobile phone to chat with Linda, telling her about the cold war between the two and making up as gossip.
He did not know how long it took, long enough for another cold wind to blow.
Violet couldn't help but shiver.
After Stanley felt it, he released her and then frowned at her, "Why are you out in such little clothing?"
"Because I want to see you." Violet said with a smile as she looked at the man.
The man was suddenly unable to be serious, and after a light sigh, he took off his jacket and draped it over her.
The man's suit still had his body heat, and when Violet put it on, her body immediately warmed up.
Stanley took her hand and squeezed it gently, "It's still cold."
"It won't be cold after a while." Violet said with a smile.
Stanley held her hand tightly, "Go in first."
Violet nodded her head.
The couple entered the villa hand in hand.
The villa was insulated from the cold wind outside, and once inside, Violet didn't feel cold at all.
She wanted to take the jacket off her body, but after Stanley noticed her movement, he immediately pressed her shoulder and stopped her, "Put it on, it's easy to catch a cold if you take it off now."
The man had said it so seriously, how could Violet go against his intentions, not to mention that it was him caring for her?
So Violet smiled before letting go of her hand and not taking it off.
When Stanley saw this, he was satisfied and released her shoulders, pulled her to sit down on the sofa, and then called the maid.
"What can I do for you, sir?" The servant came to the two, folding her hands in front of her belly, and asked respectfully.
Stanley opened his thin lips and ordered in a light voice, "Cook ginger soup to Mrs. Murphy."
"What? Ginger soup?" Before the maid could respond, Violet had already spoken up.
Her stunning face was scrunched up, clearly not wanting to drink any of that ginger soup.
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