Violet pretended not to hear, bending over to get out of the car with shoes on.
Stanley kicked her high heels aside, making her unable to get them.
"I'll say it again, put your foot up!" Stanley looked at Violet coldly, and said again.
Violet bit her lower lip, "Mr. Murphy, I can do this by myself. Don't need to bother you."
With that, she reached out to get the bag next to him.
Just when her hand touched the bag, Stanley suddenly grabbed her foot and put it firmly on his laps.
Violet's eyes widened, "Mr. Murphy, you..."
"Shut up!" Stanley pursed his lips and reprimanded.
Violet shut up subconsciously.
Stanley took out the stuff in the bag and cleaned her up from the trauma, then dropped the cotton swab. He held her ankle with one hand, and grabbed sole of her feet with the other hand, trying to move the sprained area.
But Violet suddenly took back her feet and laughed.
Stanley frowned and looked at her, "What are you laughing at?"
"Itch!" Violet held back her smile and replied quietly.
Stanley raised his eyebrows and realized that she was afraid of itching. He smiled faintly. Then he didn't say anything, and began to move her ankles.
Her sprain was not very serious, unlike the high swelling ankle the first two times. This time, it was only a minor sprain.
But the reason why she couldn't move at the time was probably because she was too frightened.
After moving her ankles, Stanley cut the bandage and began to bandage her.
Violet just looked at him like this, with a complicated look in her eyes, "Mr. Murphy, why do you treat me so nicely?"
Stanley paused for a while, but soon he returned to his normal face and continued to bandage.
Violet clenched her fists, as if she had made up her mind. She took a deep breath and looked at him earnestly, "Mr. Murphy, I like you!"
Stanley was dumbfounded. He suddenly looked up at her. Although there was still no expression on his face, there were ripples and joy in his heart.
He had known her feelings for him a long time ago, but she had never expressed it personally.
Unexpectedly, she actually said it now.
Violet smiled bitterly at Stanley’s expressionless face.
It turned out that her confession didn't make him have any emotion?
That was good. Knowing that he had no feelings for herself, she could give up more thoroughly.
Violet took her bandaged foot back and curled up on the seat, "Mr. Murphy, I don’t know when I fell in love with you. When I noticed it, it’s late. Do you know there were several times that I want to hold back my feelings for you?"
Stanley's thin lips moved.
He really didn't know this.
"But I didn't succeed. Because every time I made up my mind, you would show up in front of me, and then I couldn't forget you. Until a few days ago, someone told me..."
"Who is that person?" Stanley squinted his eyes and interrupted her.
After leaving the hotel that day, he asked Fraser to check the person who met her, but he never found it out.
Now that she took the initiative to mention it, he naturally couldn't let it go.
Violet shook her head, not planning to tell Stanley that it was Ivy.
If she told him, it would only make Ivy think she was sowing discord between them. Why bother!
So Violet lowered her eyelids, covered the look in her eyes and replied, "It’s someone you don’t know. Mr. Murphy, she told me, let me stop approaching you. I think she’s right, so I hope from now on, you don't do such affectionate behaviors to me anymore and flirt with me."
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis