One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 230 Celebrate

Violet looked down at her hand that was still under the faucet. Then she hesitated for a moment, and

finally handed it over.

After all, it was not easy for her to apply it with one hand, so it would better to let him help her.

Seeing that Violet was so obedient, Stanley felt gentle. After turning off the faucet, he took off the towel

on the side shelf, dried her hand, and gently peeled off the cooling patch and put it on her hand,

"Done."

"Thank you, Mr. Murphy." Violet touched the cooling patch on her hand and thanked him.

Stanley threw the wrapping paper into the trash can, "Let’s go out."

"Okay." Violet nodded and followed him out.

Fraser was cleaning up Stanley's office. Seeing the two came out, he quickly stopped to apologize, "I'm

really sorry, Violet, it was all my fault. I poured a cup of hot tea and scalded you."

Violet waved her hand, "It has nothing to do with you. The tea cup slipped from my hand. I should say

sorry."

"Well." Stanley walked to the desk and interrupted the two apologizing, "It is an accident. Just be

careful next time. Go down and print out those documents again."

"Yes." Fraser nodded, picked up the wet documents and went out.

Only Stanley and Violet were left in the office.

Violet picked up the previous information and read it. After reading it, she pushed the information to

Stanley, pointed to a certain place and said, "Mr. Murphy, this material is not bad. You can use this to

make models. Although it is not as good as the material I originally marked, they are not much

different."

Stanley looked down, then nodded slightly, "Okay. I will contact the game company in a while. The

balance will be transferred to you before tomorrow noon."

"Okay." Violet nodded with a smile. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

Then Stanley was sorting out the documents.

Violet glanced at the lower right corner of his computer, then she got up to say goodbye, "Mr. Murphy,

it's getting late. I have to leave first. It's time to go to the kindergarten to pick up kids."

"Let's go together." Stanley closed the drawer and said, looking at her.

Violet was taken aback for a moment, "Mr. Murphy, you haven't got off work yet, right?"

These days, in the morning, he would drive two children to school.

But in the afternoon, it was her who picked them up.

Stanley picked up his coat, "I want to go back to the apartment to get my ID and apply for a visa to go

abroad tomorrow, so I can go with you."

"Going abroad?" Violet opened her mouth in surprise.

Stanley put on his coat and stood up, "The jewelry company has recently lacked a batch of rough

jadeite stones. I am going to the place of origin to have a look."

"So it's like this." Violet nodded.

Stanley walked to the office door, and said as he walked, "So in the next two days, I can't drive them to

school."

"It's okay. I can drive them by myself. Besides these days, it’s you who drive them to school. The kids in

kindergarten have seen you. No one will say that they don't have Dad anymore." Violet followed him

and chuckled lightly.

Stanley stopped abruptly, "Have you thought about my suggestion last time?"

"What suggestion?" Violet didn't expect that he would stop suddenly, then she almost ran into him.

Stanley turned around, "Finding a Dad for the two children!"

Violet's face froze. Then she lowered her eyelids to hide the self-deprecating look in her eyes, "I have

been too busy these days. I don’t have time to think about this. Just talk about it later."

He couldn’t wait for to let her find a man?

Stanley didn't know what Violet was thinking. So after hearing her say that, he didn't ask any more.

Then he opened the door of the office and went out.

In the evening, Jessie called Violet and urged, "Violet, are you on your way?"

Violet was standing in front of the closet, choosing clothes. Hearing Jessie’s words, she quickly replied,

"It's not yet. I'm changing clothes."

"Okay, hurry up. George and I are here." Jessie said while looking through the wine menu.

Violet thought she had heard it wrong. She asked, "What did you say? George went there too?"

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Jessie looked at George who was opposite the booth.

Violet got a red skirt out and threw it on the bed, frowning, "George has just been discharged from the

hospital, but you let him drink?"

Jessie laughed, "You misunderstood. Of course I won’t let him drink. Don’t worry. Just let him drink

juice. We’re celebrating for you."

Hearing this, Violet breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I'll come over right away."

Then she hung up the phone, took off her pajamas and put on her skirt, then applied a light makeup

and walked out of the room.

"Calvin, Arya." Violet shouted toward the children's room.

The two children opened the door hand in hand and came out, "What's the matter, Mommy?"

Violet sorted her bags and said, "Mommy is going out to have dinner with Godfather and Jessie. You

two stay at home and don't go out. Go to bed early. Do you know?"

"Got it." The two children nodded.

Violet stepped forward, kissed each of them on the face, changed shoes and left.

Then she came to the bar.

Under the guide of the waiter, Violet came to the booth reserved by Jessie.

Seeing Violet, Jessie waved at her, "Violet, we are waiting for you for a long time."

"Sorry, sorry, traffic jam." Violet put down the bag and apologized with folded hands.

"So drink a glass for your being late!" Jessie handed Violet a glass of wine.

Violet smiled. Just when she was about to take it, she was stopped by George, "What's wrong with

your hand?"

George looked at Violet's hand with the cooling patch. His always gentle face was full of seriousness.

Jessie also looked at Violet's hand. She asked, "Violet, what's wrong with your hand?"

Violet shrugged her shoulders and replied disapprovingly, "Nothing serious. I was scalded by black

tea."

"Let me take a look." George took her hand and looked at it. After confirming that what she said was

true, he let go of her hand. His tone was rather helpless, "Why are you so careless?"

Violet smiled embarrassedly.

"Well, well. Let's not talk about it. Just drink. Today is a happy day. Come on! Let us have a drink to

celebrate that Phoebe went to jail!" Jessie raised her glass and stood up.

Violet and George also got up and clinked her glass with their respective glasses.

After drinking the wine and juice, the three were seated again.

Jessie picked up the wine bottle and poured it for Violet and herself.

As for George, he couldn't drink, so Jessie didn't pour it for him.

George was sitting in his seat and watching Violet and Jessie drinking. The shrewd look flashed in his

eyes.

After a long time, Jessie burped and fell on the sofa, getting drunk.

Upon seeing this, Violet quickly put down the wine glass and went over to check her situation, "Jessie."

"Don't worry. She's okay. She's just drunk." George said, shaking the glass of juice.

Violet turned over Jessie and found that it was so, and then she felt relieved, "George, since Jessie is

drunk, let's go back."

George raised his head to drink the juice up and stood up, "Not in hurry."

"What's the matter?" Violet looked up at him suspiciously.

His glasses were taken off sometime, which revealed a pair of deep, bottomless fox eyes.

Violet looked at his eyes. Somehow, she suddenly felt that her vision gradually became blurred, and

even she was a little dizzy.

She felt that she might also be a little drunk. Then she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, trying

to sober herself up.

However, when she opened her eyes again, she found that George was missing, and the person

standing in front of her was actually Stanley.

"Mr. Murphy, why are you here?" Violet asked in surprise.