One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 843 Violet's Worries

Jessie let out a bitter smile, "I am afraid, but there is no way, you have guessed what I am going to say

to Violet on the phone, so if I tell you, you might still let it go for my honesty's sake."

"You're optimistic." George gave a chortle.

Jessie couldn't tell if he was mocking her or what, so she bit her lip and asked, "Mr. Joe, can I call

now?"

"Go ahead." George turned his face to the side, "Even if I don't let you call, you can still find the

opportunity to make contact, can't you?"

Once again, Jessie was silent.

George waved his hand, "You go out, I'm a bit dizzy."

"Dizzy?" As soon as she heard this from him, Jessie tensed up and quickly asked with concern, "Are

you alright? Are you very dizzy? Is it because the concussion hasn't completely healed? I'll call the

doctor to come over and give you you a look."

With that, she was about to ring the bell.

George grabbed her wrist, "No, it's nothing, I will just sleep for a while."

Jessie did not expect him to suddenly grab her hand, and for a moment, her whole body froze, looking

down at his hand gripping her wrist, unable to make a sound for a long time.

George also seemed to feel that his actions were inappropriate, gently releasing his hand and putting it

back under the cover, unable to resist rubbing it a little, as if the warmth of her wrist still remained on

the top of his fingers.

George lowered his eyelids, hiding the look under his eyes, and his voice turned a little hoarse, "You go

out."

"Okay ......" Jessie also lowered her hand, and answered in a small voice.

Just now, what was wrong with her?

Why did her heart suddenly become so fast?

Just as he put his hand on hers, her heartbeat went straight out of rhythm and became very fast.

Was it because her previous self loved him, her mind would change whenever he touched her?

If that was the case, it seemed that she had to be careful not to come into contact with him in the

future, or she might not know what would become of her mind.

Moreover, she was even more afraid that after a long exposure, the hypnotic effect would gradually

diminish and she would be miserable if she had to think of him.

"Mr. Joe, you rest, I'm going out." Jessie took a deep breath, barely calming herself before heading for

the door.

Just then, George suddenly shouted again, "In the evening, I want to eat loofah and bamboo shoot

soup."

"Huh?" Jessie stopped in her tracks, "Loofah and bamboo shoot soup?"

George nodded.

This was one of her best soup dishes.

In the past, she had offered him several times, but he had never accepted it and had even thrown her

thermos in the trash a few times in front of her.

Now, he could still remember that?

Jessie did not know what was going through George's mind.

Nor did she know that she had made this soup for him in the past; after all, she had no memory of the

past, so she was really quite surprised when she heard that he wanted it.

But she wasn't surprised for long before she nodded in agreement, "I know, I'll cook it for you tonight."

She was next in charge of looking after him, and that was natural making him soup.

When George saw that Jessie had agreed, his brow softened a little and he closed his eyes without

speaking.

Jessie watched him for a while, and also gently closed the door and went out, then in the corridor,

dialed Violet's phone.

Violet was reading a fashion magazine at the moment, when she heard the phone ring, she casually

fished it out and answered it directly without looking at the caller ID, "Hello?"

"Violet." Jessie called out over the phone.

When Violet heard her voice, she immediately looked up from her magazine and smiled, "Jessie, what

can I do for you?"

"Violet, George is awake." Jessie said as she sat down on the cool chair in the corridor.

When Violet heard that, she was startled, and then her expression got serious, "What? George has

woken up?"

"Yes." Jessie nodded.

Violet hurriedly asked, "Then what is George's current situation? Did he say he wanted to report to the

police to arrest your father?"

Jessie shook her head with a smile on her lips, "No, he is in a good condition and did not say anything

about reporting the police, and, he also agreed to let me keep the baby."

"What?" Violet exclaimed, standing up from the sofa in shock, "Is this true?"

Aimee, who came from the kitchen carrying a plate of fruit, was still taken aback by her and almost

knocked the fruit over in her hand.

Luckily, she ended up being quick on her feet and was able to stabilise the plate in her hand in time.

"What's wrong with you, Violet?" Aimee asked as she adjusted her shocked mind and walked over

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Violet pointed to her phone, "Jessie's call, she said George would not report the police to arrest her

father and also agreed with Jessie to keep the baby."

Aimee choked on a mouthful of watermelon and kept coughing so hard that her face turned red, and it

took her a while to clam down, with tears in the corners of her eyes, "Really? George would actually be

so kind?"

Violet shook her head, "I don't know if it's true or not."

To be honest, she didn't quite believe this either; after all, she knew how much George hated Jessie

and the Robinson family.

So how could he be possible to let Jessie keep the baby and spare her father?

At the other end of the phone, Jessie knew that what she had said would cause Violet to have this

reaction.

She lifted the hair behind her ears before she replied, "It's true Violet, Mr. Joe indeed spared Dad and

let me keep the baby, only there were other conditions."

"Sure enough." Violet pursed her lips.

That's the right way to go.

It would have been unbelievable and unacceptable to simply let go of her father and the child in

Jessie's belly.

Surely this was the real George.

"Jessie, what are the conditions?" Violet asked hastily.

If it was another difficult condition to choose from, then she would simply ask Stanley to send someone

over to take care of it.

They must not be allowed to meet again.

Otherwise, tragedy can strike at any time.

Jessie listened to the worry in Violet's tone, her heart warmed up and she smiled, "Don't worry, Violet,

Mr. Joe hasn't put forward any conditions yet, so for the time being, dad and I are safe. He will put it

forward later, that's all we can afford now. In my opinion, no matter what kind of conditions, it can't be

worse than having me take the baby."

"That's what I said, but what I'm worried about is that the conditions George puts forward in the future

will be another tragedy." Violet said with a worried look on her face.

Jessie looked up at the ceiling in the corridor, "It's okay, Violet, no matter what, the situation is good

now, we will see what happens later."

Violet sighed, "Alright then, let's not mention this now, but wait until later when George brings up the

conditions, you must tell me, whether it's good or bad."

"Okay." Jessie nodded.

Violet rubbed her temples and asked again, "Right, since George has allowed you keep the baby and

not call the police to arrest your father, then what is your plan between you and George?"