Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again novel Chapter 323

But Arya didn’t understand the twists and turns. She bit her lips, "Why do we have no qualifications? Mommy, aren't you Dad's wife? My brother and I are his children. We are his closest people. If we don't have the qualification, who will be qualified?"

Violet lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Calvin shook his calves, "Arya, it's different. Mommy is Dad's wife. But we are not Dad's biological children, so we are not qualified to ask Dad to do it. Do you understand?"

"Not Dad's biological children..." Arya seemed to be hit. Her pretty and cute face suddenly became sad, "I see. I won't say it again."

"It's okay. I don't like Miss Ellis, either." Calvin took his younger sister into his arms, "After Miss Ellis comes in, we can just ignore her."

"Yeah." Arya nodded again.

Watching the two children interact, Violet felt terribly uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but reflect it was right that she had been concealing the identity of the two children?

She could say it out in advance? In this way, Arya and Calvin wouldn’t feel inferior because they felt that they were not Stanley's biological children.

Just as Violet was struggling, there was a mess of movement in the living room.

"What happened?" Calvin asked suspiciously.

Violet shook her head, "Mommy doesn't know. You guys eat first. Mommy will go take a look."

After speaking, she got up and walked towards the living room.

When she walked to the living room, she saw several people coming in with boxes of luggage, and Bella instructed those people to carry the luggage upstairs.

"Bella." Violet called her.

Bella stopped and turned around to look, "Mrs. Murphy."

"These things..." Violet pointed to the luggage.

Bella sighed, "It's Ivy’s. These are all her luggage. Isn't she going to move here? So she let someone bring the luggage over first."

"That's it." Violet clenched her fists.

Ivy would be discharged from the hospital next week. But she actually brought her luggage over now.

She really couldn't wait.

Violet was not in the mood to look at it anymore and returned to the dining room.

Calvin looked at her, "Mommy, what's wrong outside?"

Violet didn't lie to him, and told him that.

After Calvin listened to it, he didn't say anything. Only Arya snorted unhappily.

The dinner ended in such a low and depressing atmosphere.

Calvin went to his study to review his schoolwork. Violet took Arya to the room to play.

Around ten o'clock, Violet coaxed the two children to sleep before going to take a shower.

After taking a shower, Violet held a hair dryer and stood in front of the mirror to dry her hair. The bathroom door behind her was suddenly opened. A tall figure came in gently.

Violet hadn't noticed it yet. She didn't see him in the mirror until the man walked behind her.

"You..."

Before she was finished, she was hugged by the man from behind.

The man put his hands around her waist, buried his head in her shoulders and neck and sniffed deeply. His voice was low and hoarse, "It smells good..."

Violet rolled her eyes at him, "Isn't this the fragrance of the shower gel?"

"But you smell more fragrant than it." Stanley's hands on her waist were gathered more closely, making her closer to him.

Violet turned off the hair dryer, "When did you come back?"

"When you took a bath." Stanley raised his head and replied.

Violet looked at him through the mirror, "Have you eaten?"

"Yeah, I ate in the company." Stanley kissed her face.

Violet shrank her neck, "Okay, let go of me. My hair hasn't been dried yet."

"I'll dry it for you."

After that, he took over the hair dryer in her hand and turned it on, drying her hair.

He acted very gently for fear of hurting her.

Violet stood obediently in his arms, letting him dry hair for her.

Soon, the hair was dry.

Stanley put down the hair dryer.

When Violet was about to put away the hair dryer, she was turned around by him.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to kiss you." Stanley looked at her.

Violet thought that she indeed ignored him in the past few days because of her mother's affairs. So she stood on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, and proactively kissed him.

Stanley obviously didn't expect this. He was taken aback for a moment, then he put his arms around the back of her head, turned passiveness into activeness, and robbed the dominance.

The kiss between the two was intense. The sound of kissing could be heard in the huge bathroom.

Gradually, Stanley was no longer satisfied with kissing. His other big hand that was holding her waist slowly moved up.

Violet realized what he was going to do and suddenly came to her senses. She grabbed his hand that was about to reach into her bathrobe, "No!"

She gasped heavily and refused him in a soft and seductive voice.

Stanley was also panting. His handsome face was slightly red, and his thin lips were red. He was very sexy, "Why?"

He frowned slightly, obviously feeling displeased with her refusal.

Violet buried her forehead on his chest, "My period has come."

"What?" Stanley didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until Violet reminded him that he knew it. His enthusiasm was wiped out all at once. He pulled a long face.

Seeing this, Violet felt both funny and a little sorry, "I'm sorry, Stanley. I don't know it will come today."

Anyway, since the last false pregnancy incident, her period seemed to be a little inaccurate.

Stanley helped her tidy up the messy bathrobe, "It's okay. I'll take a shower first."

"Okay." Violet nodded and went out.

After she left, Stanley looked down his stuff, only to feel a headache.

Stanley had to turn on the shower and cooled down his body with cold water.

Soon, the heat in his body subsided, and some part of his body finally calmed down.

Stanley sighed, and then began to take a shower.

After he got out of the shower, Violet was already lying on the bed and was about to fall asleep.

She was busy these past few days because of her mother's funeral. She had barely rested. Now she could relax herself, so she almost slept as soon as she lay down.

Stanley didn't mean to wake her up. He walked over lightly, opened the quilt, lay down, and hugged her into his arms.

Violet seemed to feel it, turned over and rubbed her head against his chest naturally, "Are you finished?"

She murmured.

Stanley gave a gentle hmm, "Yeah, go to sleep."

"Good night." Violet yawned and fell into sleep again.

Stanley kissed her on the forehead, "Good night."

It was a good night.

The next day, at the table.

Violet put down the milk glass and looked at the man on the main seat, "Stanley, can I make a studio at home? Sometimes I can take some privately-made and urgent clothes back and make it."

"This is your home. You decide it for yourself. Don't have to ask me." Stanley replied, sipping his coffee.

Violet smiled and nodded, "Okay. I will contact a professional team to install the machine in a short while. It will be done in two or three hours."

"It's up to you." Stanley nodded.

After breakfast, he took the two children out.

Violet stayed in the villa, waiting for the decoration team to come over.

They arrived very quickly, at around ten o'clock.

Violet had been watching them decorate. Her studio had taken shape in no more than an hour.

Seeing that it was almost done, Violet smiled. She made an excuse to ask Bella to do other things, and then asked one of the decoration team, "Did you bring it?"