Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 916

"Okay." Violet said, "I'll do what I say, really!"

Lest he didn't believe her, she even held up three fingers in the shape of an oath.

Stanley pushed her hand back, "I believe you."

Violet smiled and leaned into his arms, "I knew my husband would believe me."

"Alright." Stanley rubbed her soft hair, "You sit down first, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes, I went into a warehouse with someone during the day to check out the equipment and got a lot of dust on me, I'll take a shower and come back down."

"Go on." Violet waved her hand, gesturing for him to hurry.

Stanley stood up, walked around the sofa, headed for the stairs and went upstairs.

Just as he reached the second floor, Stanley heard a sound of footsteps.

He looked up and saw George walking this way in a white suit with silver-rimmed glasses.

Stanley stopped and did not continue up the stairs, standing in place and watching George.

George also saw Stanley and paused in his steps, obviously not expecting to see Stanley here by such a coincidence either.

But soon, George regained his composure and continued on, until he walked in front of Stanley, almost two steps away from him, and only then did he come to a complete stop.

"Mr. Murphy, it's been a long time." George smiled at Stanley and extended his hand.

This smile seemed to go back to the gentle George when he first returned to the country.

But Stanley remained expressionless, dropping his eyes to glance at his hand, with no intention of shaking his hand at all.

"It is quite a long time." Stanley narrowed his eyes, his voice clear and cold.

George also saw that he did not want to shake hands with him, so he calmly and freely put his hand down as if nothing had happened, and put his hand back into his coat pocket, "Mr. Murphy, you don’t seem to welcome my arrival, which is a bit strange to me, after all, I came over to help, did not you agree to it?"

"I did agree, but that doesn't mean that I necessarily treat you well." Stanley said coldly.

George laughed, "Mr. Murphy, aren’t you afraid of offending me when you talk like that?"

"What? Offend you and you will leave?" Stanley narrowed his eyes, "If you want to leave, I won't hold back, I can always hire another doctor."

"Oh? Henry?" George raised an eyebrow, "At this time of year, he's probably staying in some deep forest, isn't he working as a traveling doctor?"

"Without him, there can be other doctors, in this world, there is no shortage of excellent doctors." Stanley said in a cold voice.

George shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I forgot about your status, Mr. Murphy, and your status does allow you to hire the best doctors in the world."

"So, you're leaving?" Stanley looked at him.

George smiled again, "Of course not, I'm here, not exactly to help you, most importantly, I'm here to help Violet, she's my friend and there's no way I'm going to see anything happen to her."

"Since you said she was your friend, what did you do to her before, then?" Stanley suddenly became irritated and grabbed his collar in one go, his face grim as he growled low.

He previously claimed to love Violet.

But what happened was that his love was shown in that way, kidnapping the child of the person he loved and causing the child to have a car accident.

After such a big incident, not only did he repent and restrain, but getting crazier and crazier, even burning her factory and designing his own car accidents just to get her to take care of him.

When Marry saw this, she smiled and said, "Look, Mrs. Murphy, Jimmy wants to talk."

"Yeah." Violet looked at her little son in her arms, a gentle motherly smile filling her face.

She used a tissue to gently wipe away the drool that had escaped from the corner of Jimmy's mouth, and said gently, "Baby, do you want to call out to Mommy? Come on, say Mommy!"

"Mrs. Murphy, Jimmy is still young and can't do that." Marry laughed.

Violet turned her head and smiled at her, "I know, I'm coaxing the child, I also know that Jimmy is still early to talk, at least after one year old, and the doctor said that because Jimmy was born prematurely, the vocal cords are delayed, I'm afraid that after one year old, he may not even be able to talk."

"It's okay, Mrs. Murphy, the doctor said Jimmy is just late in speaking, it's not like he can't speak, he'll get better." Marry said comfortingly.

Violet nodded, "You're right."

She lowered her head, smiled again and began to tease the little one in her arms.

"Jimmy is much lazier than his brother and sister." Violet added as she gently stroked Jimmy's little cheeks.

Puzzled, Marry asked, "What do you mean, Mrs. Murphy?"

Violet gently patted Jimmy's back, "When Calvin and Ayra were little, they were notoriously active, and when they were about Jimmy’s age, they couldn't sit up or even turn over in their swaddling clothes, but those little hands and feet kept moving around, making a mess of the swaddling clothes, and as soon as they were tidied up, they messed up again. My Mum was so tired."

When she said that, she couldn't help but smile, and her eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia.

The memory was still there, but the person was gone.

Marry didn't know what Violet had thought of, only hearing her description, she covered her lips and laughed, "Then Calvin and Ayra are indeed much more lively than Jimmy."