One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 892

Of course, Aimee cursed in her heart, but she did not dare to show the slightest bit of dissatisfaction on the surface.

After all, this was a man she cannot afford to mess with.

"Yes, Mr. Murphy, I'll leave now." Aimee squeezed out an extremely hypocritical smile, then turned around and was about to leave.

But after just two steps, she suddenly thought of something and stopped again, "Mr. Murphy, can I ask you a question?"

Stanley frowned, "What do you want to ask?"

Aimee rubbed her hands together, "Actually, it's not that I want to ask you, but I'm asking for Violet, just want to know where you're sleeping tonight and which room you're staying in?"

Stanley's eyes flashed with a shining light, "Oh? Help Violet inquire?"

"Right." Aimee nodded, "Although Violet kicked you out of the room, but she has you in her heart ah, still care about you, so she naturally wants to know where you sleep, but you quarreled, even if she cares about where you live tonight, she is too embarrassed to ask you, when I offered that I would ask you and she did not refuse, it means that Violet really wants to know where you're staying."

After hearing her words, Stanley's thin lips curled up slightly, his mood obviously becoming very good.

"I'm staying in the next room." Stanley said.

Aimee pointed upstairs, "Is that next door to your master bedroom?"

"Or what?" Stanley wrinkled his brow.

Aimee gave a smile, "I know, I'll tell Violet here so that Violet can feel at ease."

Stanley didn't say anything, watching her take out her phone and send a message to Violet.

Soon, Violet, who was already back in bed and ready to sleep some more, received a message from Aimee.

When she learned that Stanley was sleeping next door to her tonight, the corners of her mouth clearly raised a slight curve, but she still murmured arrogantly, "Aimee really asked, didn't I tell her not to ask?"

As she murmured, she typed back a message: Got it, don't pry for anything else.

Aimee smiled: What else can I inquire? It is enough that I help you inquire about where Mr. Murphy lives, the rest is left to you two.

Having said that, Aimee put down her phone.

Stanley narrowed his eyes slightly, "What did she say?"

Aimee looked at him and said, "I told Violet that you were sleeping next door to her tonight, and Violet said she knew."

"She knew?" Stanley raised his eyebrows, obviously less satisfied with this answer.

"Is there nothing else?" He asked, undeterred.

Aimee shrugged, “No, that is all she said, and asked me not to inquire other things. But Mr. Murphy, since you want her to ask about you, why don’t you allow her to say. I can be sure that, once Violet comes down to you right away, you will make up and Violet will serve you tonight."

"No need." Stanley said with a black face and crossed over to her towards the stairs and went upstairs.

Aimee looked at his back and rolled her eyes, "Fine, you're just stubborn, but I will not forget that you are submissive in front of Violet, just wait and see, you're definitely the one who'll be the first to make compromise, humph!"

With those words, Aimee headed for the kitchen with her tray.

Stanley had no idea what Aimee had said when he went upstairs.

He arrived on the third floor and habitually walked to the door of his and Violet's room and raised his hand to open the door.

But just as he put his hand on the door handle, he suddenly realized that he had been thrown out of the room by Violet.

Stanley had no choice but to put his hand down and rub his brow, staring at the door that separated him from Violet, his eyes sorrowful for a while before he turned around and walked towards the next door.

The room next door was only separated from Violet's room by a wall.