One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 40

Stanley opened his eyes swiftly. His eyes were sharp, and the he sat up from the ground.

After seeing that the person in front of him was Violet, he dropped all his vigilance, "It’s you?"

"It's me." Violet helped him up, "Why are you lying here, Mr. Murphy?"

There were only two apartments on this floor. One of which was the home of her and her two children, and the other was unoccupied.

If she hadn't found that he slept here, he would probably lie here all night.

"I live here." Stanley shook his somewhat groggy head and replied in a dumb voice.

Violet was stunned, "Live here? Here?" She pointed to the door on her left hand uncertainly.

Stanley gave a hmm, took out a magnetic card from his pocket and gave it to her, "Thank you! I'm dizzy."

"Okay." Violet quickly took over the magnetic card with the surprise.

Ding! The door was opened!

The lights in the entire apartment were on.

Violet helped Stanley go in, put him on the sofa, then got up and looked at his apartment.

The apartment was much larger than hers, but it was also very monotonous. There was nothing but basic furniture and appliances, and it was very empty.

"Mr. Murphy just bought this apartment?" Violet looked at Stanley and asked.

"No." Stanley rubbed his temples, "I bought it very early, but I haven't lived there."

"So why does Mr. Murphy think about coming over to live tonight?" Violet was curious.

Stanley paused for a moment, then lowered his eyelids to cover the gloom in his eyes.

Regarding her question, in fact, he himself couldn't tell the reason. He had a lot of houses, and he could live anyone of them.

But when he made the decision, the faces of the three of them suddenly popped into his mind, so then he turned the car and drove over.

Seeing Stanley's delay in answering, Violet thought she shouldn't ask this, so she quickly changed the subject with a light cough, "Mr. Murphy, I’ll cook some hangover soup for you."

After speaking, she left his apartment.

But when she returned after cooking the hangover soup, Stanley was already drunk and fell asleep on the sofa.

It seemed that he didn’t have to drink the hangover soup!

Violet looked down at the hangover soup in her hand, and then she put it on the coffee table, went to the room and found a quilt to cover Stanley. After doing those, she was ready to go back to rest.

As soon as she turned around, her hand was caught.

Violet thought that Stanley was awake, so she immediately looked back, only to find that he was not awake. He should be dreaming.

"Mr. Murphy, let go of your hand, okay?" Violet bent over and said softly in Stanley's ear.

However, Stanley didn't respond. He didn't wake up when she called his name.

Violet had no choice but to get rid of Stanley's hand by herself, trying to pull her hand out.

But unfortunately, the harder she got rid of it, the tighter Stanley held her hand.

Finally Violet gave up, looking at the man on the sofa with a headache.

He was not going to let her go back?

Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang.

Violet took a long sigh, took out the phone and looked at it. Seeing the caller ID, she suddenly smiled, "Mom."

"Violet, are you asleep?" A gentle and kind middle-aged female voice came over the phone.

Violet glanced at Stanley bitterly, "No."

Being dragged by him, she couldn't even go home, let alone sleep.

"Well, I'm afraid of waking you up." Lily Smith laughed twice.

Violet sat down next to Stanley, "Mom, why do you think of calling me so late?"