One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 774

Little children, with naive minds, generally believe whatever adults say.

So when they heard that, they naturally believed that Violet was really tired because she had waited for them for too long.

This made guilt rise in Arya's heart, "It is my fault, if I hadn't thrown up when I got off the plane, Mommy wouldn't have waited so long."

Looking at the little girl's self-condemned look, Stanley was more or less speechless in his heart.

After all, it wasn't her fault, it was his.

So now the little girl took the fault on herself, so he was more or less irresponsible.

"Arya." Stanley bent down and gently stroked Arya's hair, saying gently, "This matter isn't your fault, it's daddy's fault."

"It's Daddy's fault?" Arya cocked her little head in some bewilderment.

Stanley nodded, "Yes, it's daddy's fault, I didn't take care of you guys, that's why you got a cold and made Mommy wait for a long time."

"I don't blame daddy." Arya hugged his hand, "It was me kicked the cover away at night, so it's not Daddy's fault."

"You really don't blame Daddy?" Stanley looked at the little girl.

The little girl said, "No."

Stanley smiled, "Then, since you don't blame daddy for not taking care of you and making you catch a cold, then you shouldn't blame yourself either, okay? It's not your fault that you caught a cold. You fell asleep and didn't know that you would kick the cover away, so don’t blame yourself, okay?"

"Okay." Arya smiled and nodded.

"Good." Stanley kissed his daughter's face.

And of course, he kissed Calvin.

They were his children, and he would be generous to them.

Aimee witnessed Stanley coaxing the children, "I really can't see that you are good at taking care of children, Mr. Murphy."

"I will naturally take care of my children." Stanley glanced at her coldly.

Anyway, this matter, he wasn't to blame Arya, but this woman.

What was all this nonsense?

How could Arya blame herself if her words hadn't aroused her curiosity?

Aimee read Stanley's thoughts and averted her eyes, stating that she didn't know anything.

Stanley didn't bother to pay attention to her, hugging Arya and holding Calvin's hand, he got up and headed to the dining room to get ready for breakfast.

Even though the two kids had already eaten breakfast, it didn't stop him from letting them eat a little more.

After all, he didn't want his two children to stay with this woman.

Who knew if this woman, again, would say something inexplicable that would arouse the curiosity of the two children?

By eleven o'clock at noon, Violet finally opened her eyes and woke up.

Looking at the messy bed, as well as herself covered in stains, she couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth, the memory of last night's crazy scene instantly all came flooding back, very clear, and her face turned hot and scarlet.

Because last night was so crazy, traces of her and Stanley were left on the floor, on the sofa, on the dresser, and so on.

She never knew that she had been wild.

Thinking of her passion last night, Violet lowered her head, covered her face, and hummed out her voice in a shy manner.

Was that really her?

She couldn't believe at all that that was herself last night.

It was true that woman became more open when they were almost 30!

Just as Violet was shying, there was a knock on the door of the room.

As if a frightened cat, Violet hurriedly put her hand down from her face, pulled up the quilt and hid herself in, showing only two eyes, staring in the direction of the room door, "Who is it?"

When she spoke, she realized that her voice was dry and hoarse, but not unpleasant.