One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 417

Violet felt so speechless, but still told Jessie what happened.

After hearing it, Jessie sighed for a while, "It turned out to be like this. Fortunately, you found your memory back in time. Otherwise, it will be just like me and George."

Although, she had been investigating the truth of the year. She wanted to tell George that her parents had never done anything to harm his parents.

But so far there was no result.

If it weren't for the innocence of herself and her parents, she sometimes wanted to give up.

"I believe that one day, the truth will come to light." Violet calmly patted Jessie on the shoulder.

Jessie smiled and nodded, "I hope so. By the way, are you still planning to divorce Mr. Murphy?"

Violet leaned on the edge of the desk, "I don't know. Before going out this morning, I was actually very determined to get divorced, but Stanley begged me not to divorce him. Then I relented."

"This is love. You love him. That's why you feel relented. In fact, subconsciously, you don't really want to get divorced." Jessie said out Violet's deepest thoughts at once.

Violet didn’t deny it. She tucked the hair around her ears, "Perhaps! Did you see the flowers in my office? Based on Stanley's own personality, he can't think of such a way to beg me for forgiveness. There must be people around him to help him. If he gives me a few surprises like this, can I hold on not to forgive him?"

"Definitely not." Jessie shrugged, "Women are all sentimental animals. If the man is romantic a few more times, you will be moved. Then you will naturally jump into his arms obediently."

"Huh." Violet smiled.

Jessie chuckled, "Actually, I think you don't have to get divorced. Just be indifferent to him for a few days. But it can’t last too long. Otherwise, it will be counterproductive."

"Got it. But it still depends on how sincere he is." Violet nodded.

Jessie said again, "What about the child?"

"Tell him after a while." Violet replied, touching her belly.

Jessie shook her head, "No, I didn't mean this child. This one is definitely Mr. Murphy's. I'm talking about Calvin and Arya. Will Mr. Murphy re-accept the two children?"

"..." Violet was stunned. She really hadn't thought about it.

Violet bit her lips, feeling a little upset.

She was not sure whether Stanley would accept the two children again.

Even if Stanley accepted them, would Calvin accept him?

After all, during this period of time, both children experienced Stanley's indifference personally. It was impossible for them to pretend that nothing happened.

Seeing Violet not speaking, Jessie sighed, "It seems that the biggest problem between you and Mr. Murphy is the two children."

"Yes." Violet smiled bitterly, "Maybe. I can't just pay attention to Stanley's sincerity, but also notice his acceptance of the two children. If he is unwilling to accept them, it is better to divorce. After all, I can’t leave two children alone."

In fact, if Stanley didn’t accept the two children, she wouldn’t blame him, nor would she think he was wrong.

After all, the two children were not his own. It was normal that he didn’t accept them. But as a mother, she couldn't abandon them.

"Sounding him out. Before, Mr. Murphy was angry at you and your two children because of your mother. It's not that he doesn't like the two children. Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up. I think Mr. Murphy will accept the two children." Jessie drank a cup of water and then said.

"Let's talk about it later." Violet took a breath, "I'll go back to the office first. You arrange a few people to move out the flowers in my office. Take some to decorate the company. Take the rest to give away passers-by downstairs. We can't waste them."

"Okay." Jessie nodded, and then arranged for someone to do it.

Soon, Violet's office was empty. Only a few bouquets of roses were left in the corner.

Violet didn't go to see it. She just walked straight to the office.

There was a letter on the desk. She raised her eyebrows and opened it. It was a poem of love, which was not Stanley's masterpiece at first glance.

Violet didn't know who helped him write it. It was so cliché.

He must have never read it himself. Otherwise, how could this love poem be in her hands?