One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 41 No Daddy

Stanley looked down at the little guy who was not as tall as his thigh, then his cold face softened a lot,

"Where is your Mommy?"

"Mommy is inside." Calvin pointed to the room, then turned sideways to let out the way, "Uncle Murphy,

come in."

"Thank you." Stanley nodded slightly.

After entering the room, Calvin shouted in the direction of the bathroom, "Mommy, Uncle Murphy is

here."

Violet's voice came from the bathroom, "Okay, let him have a seat first."

Calvin gave a hmm obediently, then he immediately patted the sofa, "Uncle Murphy, sit down. Mommy

will come out in a while."

"Okay." Stanley put down the quilt and sat down.

Calvin tilted his head and looked at the quilt, "Uncle Murphy, why are you holding my Mommy's quilt."

Stanley was a little shocked, "Is this your Mommy's quilt?"

"Yeah." Calvin nodded.

Stanley pursed his thin lips. He did not speak. There was a complex emotion in his heart.

He thought it was a new quilt, but he did not expect that it was actually Violet’s.

What was even stranger was that he didn't feel disgust at all. Obviously he even disgusted Phoebe's

stuff, but Violet...

"Uncle Murphy." Calvin's shout interrupted Stanley's thoughts. Stanley looked at him, "What's up?"

"Mommy is out." Calvin reminded.

Stanley shifted his gaze. Then he saw Violet coming out of the bathroom while holding Arya in her

arms.

"Sorry, Mr. Murphy, I kept you waiting for a long time. It took a while to comb the little girl's hair." Violet

smiled embarrassedly at him.

"Never mind." Stanley stood up and replied lightly.

When Violet saw that Stanley had recovered to his usual appearance, she was a little in a daze.

If it weren't for the faint pain in her wrist, she really thought that everything last night was her illusion.

Sure enough, no matter how powerful a person was, there was a fragile side that others couldn't see.

"Mr. Murphy, do you still feel headache?" Violet asked with concern. At the same time, she put down

Arya.

As soon as Arya stood firmly, she wanted to run to Stanley, but Calvin pulled her over.

He knew that Mommy and Uncle Murphy were talking, so they should not bother them.

"No." Stanley shook his head slightly.

"Well, Mr. Murphy, you will still drink less in the future. If you get drunk, it will be very dangerous." Violet ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

said sincerely.

Stanley lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Yesterday was the death anniversary of my Grandpa, so I

drank some."

Apart from that, no one knew that yesterday was also his parents' death anniversary.

"So sorry, Mr. Murphy, I didn't mean to..."

Before Violet finished speaking, Stanley waved his hand and interrupted her, "Never mind."

Although he didn't take it to heart, Violet was still a little bit sorry for him. After thinking about it, she

changed the topic, "Mr. Murphy, have you eaten breakfast? If not, how about having breakfast with us

together? I’m going to prepare it now."

With that, she didn't give him a chance to refuse, then she went to the kitchen.

Only Stanley and the two little guys were left in the living room.

Arya shook off Calvin's hand, stepped forward to hug Stanley's thigh, and looked up at Stanley, "Uncle

Murphy, Arya misses you so much."

"Miss me?" Stanley raised his eyebrows.

Calvin also took a few steps forward, "Arya has been asking Mommy about you for the past two days."

"Really?" Stanley smiled faintly. He seemed to be in a good mood.

"What did you ask your Mommy?" He bent over and hugged Arya, showing some interest.

Calvin blinked, "Of course she asked when we can see Uncle Murphy again."

"It's all asked by Arya. What about you?" Stanley looked down at the little guy in front of him. His eyes

were filled with expectations that he didn't even know, "Have you ever asked your Mommy about me?"

"Yes!" Calvin said firmly.

Stanley smiled brightly. Even his indifferent heart was softened at this moment.

"Arya, help Mommy get two eggs." Suddenly, Violet's voice came from the kitchen.

Arya said “okay” and patted the back of Stanley's hand, "Uncle, I want to come down."

Stanley put her down. She straightened her little dress, and ran towards the refrigerator.

Stanley kept looking at her until she took two eggs and went into the kitchen, then he looked away and

asked, "Where is your Daddy?"

He suddenly remembered that since he came in, he hadn't seen George.

"Daddy?" Calvin tilted his head, "I don't have Daddy."

Stanley was taken aback for a moment, "Isn't George your Daddy?"

"No." Calvin shook his head, "He is our Godfather, but Arya likes to call him Daddy."

Godfather?

Stanley frowned.

So, George was not Violet's husband?

For no reason, Stanley felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

But he didn't think about where this feeling of joy came from. He squinted slightly and asked, "So where

is your Daddy?"

Calvin shrugged, "I don't know. We have never seen our Daddy."

"Never?"

"Yeah!" Calvin nodded.

Stanley looked down and thought.

So, before the two children were born, Violet was separated from the man she eloped with?

No wonder the last name of these two children would be Hunt!

"Uncle Murphy, what are you thinking about?" Calvin stretched out his little chubby hand and waved it

in front of Stanley.

Stanley's eyes flashed, then he came back to his senses, "Nothing."

At this time, Violet came out of the kitchen with two plates. Arya followed her, and said softly as she

walked, "Brother, Uncle Murphy, breakfast is ready."

"Okay." Calvin climbed down the sofa and took Stanley towards the dining table.

Breakfast was very simple, which was ordinary vegetable porridge and a few light dishes.

Stanley ate some. The taste was far inferior to what Lacey made. But he didn't know why he was

extremely satisfied.

Even for the first time, he felt that having meal was not just to meet physical needs, but an enjoyment.

He enjoyed the atmosphere of having a breakfast with the three of them. He was so relaxed.

After eating breakfast, Stanley went out with them.

He drove the two children to the kindergarten first, and then drove Violet to the Murphy Group.

However, Violet got out of the car when it was more than 100 meters away from the Murphy Group. It

was requested by her.

Otherwise, if someone saw that she got out of Stanley’s car and Phoebe knew it, it would cause some

unnecessary troubles.

So she walked to the Murphy Group by herself.

Ten minutes later, Violet arrived at the company. As soon as she put down her bag, a colleague from

the purchasing department came up, "Violet, we have some trouble with cloth procurement."

The colleague passed her the purchase list.

Violet glanced suspiciously, "What's the trouble?"

"It's just that you need too many types of cloth, and there are several models of cloth with the same

name. We are not sure which one you want, so we can't match the goods." The colleague replied with

a wry smile.

After Violet listened, she patted her forehead annoyedly, "Sorry, sorry, it was my negligence. I forgot to

tell you."

Because in abroad, after she finished the design, her teacher would help her choose the most suitable

cloth.

So over time, she forgot to mark the type of the cloth.

The colleague smiled in understanding, "It doesn't matter. Violet, so..."

"I will purchase them in person. Even if it is the same type of cloth, there are differences in details. In

order to avoid subsequent problems, I will choose them by myself. Give me the address." Violet said.

The colleague immediately gave her a business card.

Violet took it, "The Moore family?"