One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 545

Violet blinked in dismay, "It's not enough? Then what else do you want?"

Stanley took her into his arms and said against her ear, "I want you to put it on for me."

Violet smiled, "So that's what this is about, good point."

The wedding dress was that she had originally designed for herself.

It was only right to wear it to show her husband.

Seeing Violet agree so readily, Stanley let go of her.

Violet walked over and took the wedding dress off the model, then looked at the man standing not far away, "You're not going out?"

"Go out for what?" Stanley looked at her back as if he couldn't understand the meaning of her words.

Violet rolled her eyes, "I'm changing and you're not going out?"

"You change, I won't bother you. I have seen anywhere on your whole body, don't mind me." Stanley said.

Violet was so stunned.

She sort of understood what he was up to.

He just wanted to watch her change.

"Really, you're not going out?" Violet asked again as she rubbed her brow.

Stanley nodded, "The wedding dress skirt is so big and heavy, you need someone else's help to put it on, who will help you if I'm gone?"

The corner of Violet's mouth twitched, and seeing that he was determined not to go out, there was nothing she could do.

Forget it, he could stay if he wanted to.

As he said, she was all over the place where he hadn't seen it before.

Just watch it.

Violet stopped saying anything and started to undress herself.

Stanley watched the clothes on her body fade away one by one, his eyes darkened, and the knot in his throat couldn't help but slide.

With Violet finished taking off, he started to move, lifting his feet and walking over, his voice hoarse, "Let me help you."

Violet nodded and handed him the wedding dress.

Stanley started to help.

With his help, Violet slipped into the wedding dress, however, when it was time to zip it up, the problem arose.

The zipper was stuck at the waist and could not be pulled up.

Stanley loosened the zipper and looked at Violet's belly, "It's the baby."

Violet nodded, embarrassed, "Yes, it's been more than three months, my belly is already bulging, and the wedding dress was made based on my figure before I got pregnant, so naturally it doesn’t fit me now. As a clothing designer, I actually forgot such an important point."

Speaking of this, she looked up at the man, "Honey, I'm afraid we won't be able to have a wedding even after the competition is over, the baby will be seven months old at that time, my belly will be even bigger, and I won't be able to wear this wedding dress even more, so the only way to have a wedding is to wait until after the baby is born."

She would have completely missed that if the zipper hadn't just gone down.

Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to wait for the invitations to go out and then react that the bride could not wear the wedding dress.

And Stanley obviously didn't expect it, his thin lips pursed up, for the first time he felt that this child came at a really bad time, actually delaying his parents from holding the wedding.

There was nothing to be done about it, but he had to accept the fact.

"It doesn't matter, it's been so long since we came here. We can wait a few more months." Stanley straightened the veil on Violet's head and said in a deep voice.

Although he said it was okay, Violet still heard the sultry tone in his voice and couldn't help but laugh, "Well, don't be upset, big deal, I'll make it up to you."

Stanley's eyes flashed shrewdly, "What will you do?"

Violet stood on her tiptoes and attached herself to his ear to say something.

Stanley's eyes widened visibly for a moment before he picked her up in his arms and headed out of the cloakroom.

Violet was usually beautiful, and in her wedding dress, she was even more beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

The two tossed around the room for a long time, so long that they didn't even go downstairs for dinner.

It wasn't until midnight when Violet was too hungry that Stanley carried the sore and limp her downstairs, went to the kitchen, and personally cooked a simple snack for her and himself.