One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Of course, he could not say that.

Otherwise, she should be angry with him.

"Okay." Stanley hugged Violet and nodded, "I promise you that I will return to you all well and intact."

"That's right." Hearing the man's promise, Violet then put her heart down and smiled.

The maid in the dark saw the two embracing and having made up, smiled gratefully and nodded before leaving quietly, leaving the place undisturbed for the two.

Even Fraser, who stayed quietly in the car, did not dare to get down, nor did he dare to drive the car away, just in case he made a commotion and broke the atmosphere between the two.

So, Fraser could only sit obediently in the car and take out her mobile phone to chat with Linda, telling her about the cold war between the two and making up as gossip.

He did not know how long it took, long enough for another cold wind to blow.

Violet couldn't help but shiver.

After Stanley felt it, he released her and then frowned at her, "Why are you out in such little clothing?"

"Because I want to see you." Violet said with a smile as she looked at the man.

The man was suddenly unable to be serious, and after a light sigh, he took off his jacket and draped it over her.

The man's suit still had his body heat, and when Violet put it on, her body immediately warmed up.

Stanley took her hand and squeezed it gently, "It's still cold."

"It won't be cold after a while." Violet said with a smile.

Stanley held her hand tightly, "Go in first."

Violet nodded her head.

The couple entered the villa hand in hand.

The villa was insulated from the cold wind outside, and once inside, Violet didn't feel cold at all.

She wanted to take the jacket off her body, but after Stanley noticed her movement, he immediately pressed her shoulder and stopped her, "Put it on, it's easy to catch a cold if you take it off now." The man had said it so seriously, how could Violet go against his intentions, not to mention that it was him caring for her?

So Violet smiled before letting go of her hand and not taking it off.

When Stanley saw this, he was satisfied and released her shoulders, pulled her to sit down on the sofa, and then called the maid.

"What can I do for you, sir?" The servant came to the two, folding her hands in front of her belly, and asked respectfully.

Stanley opened his thin lips and ordered in a light voice, "Cook ginger soup to Mrs. Murphy."

"What? Ginger soup?" Before the maid could respond, Violet had already spoken up.

Her stunning face was scrunched up, clearly not wanting to drink any of that ginger soup.

However, Stanley looked at her, "You must drink it, you have just been out in the cold for a while, drink some ginger soup to warm you up, it's good for you." "But......"

Violet wanted to say something else, to try to dissuade the man from the idea of letting her and the ginger soup.

But the man didn't give her the chance and flicked her on the forehead and said, "No pouting, you have to drink, no negotiation."

When he finished, he lifted his chin towards the servant and gestured, "Go and do it."

"Yes, sir." The maid glanced at Violet and after a flash of laughter in her eyes, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

Violet caught this smile in the maid's eyes and pouted at the man, "It's all you, she was laughing at me just now."

Stanley's thin lips curled up slightly, "Who let you still act like a child, trying to cheat and pout instead of drinking ginger soup?"

"I don't." Violet retorted with wide eyes.

Stanley looked at her, "Because you haven't had the time, all right, drink the ginger soup later, good for you, you went out without putting on an extra shirt."

"I was in a hurry to see you, that's why I didn't think about it that much." Violet leaned her head on his shoulder, her eyelids slightly drooping, "I'm sorry, Stanley."

Stanley paused in his tea drinking for a moment, then twisted his head to look at her, "Why are you apologizing?"

Violet's red lips twitched, "Because of my capriciousness these past few days."

Stanley understood her meaning and put down the teacup in his hand, "You don't need to apologize, neither of us is wrong, we both did it for each other, just the way we thought and the starting point were different, you didn't do anything wrong."

"No, I'm still at fault." Violet raised her head to look at the man, "I just wanted to stay by your side and face Ivan together with you, but I thought very simply and didn't think about whether or not my staying would hold you back, if in the end, I really take off your back and cause something to happen to you, then the mistake I made would really be impossible to say clearly, that's why I said, I was at fault and I wanted to say sorry to you."

Stanley raised his hand and stroked her hair, "Then I'm also at fault for not speaking clearly to you about all this at the beginning, only wanting this to let you figure it out on your own, but I didn't think about how long it would take you to figure it out, plus setting everything up these past few days, I didn't consider ignoring you and making you feel like you couldn't understand, it's my fault, I'm sorry."

He kissed her on the forehead, his voice apologetic.

Violet understood the man's meaning and shook her head, "I was the one who was too serious, I originally thought that the two of us, you would be the first one to compromise and would let me stay, that's why I never reconciled with you, but I never thought that this time, you didn't compromise as I thought, but insisted on cold war with me, once you were cold, I felt even harder in my heart. I wouldn't think about anything else, so I tried to be more serious with you, and now that I think about it, I was really too childish."

"The cold war was both our fault, I didn't think to make it clear to you, I should have made it clear to you earlier, instead of thinking to let you think it through on your own." Stanley sighed lightly, and regretted it in his heart.

Violet hugged him tightly, "It's not your fault, you're so busy these days, how can you still have the spirit to think about this? The biggest reason is that I'm still too sure, too serious, I have to compete with you to win or lose, from now on, I won't. After this incident, I also understand we have to think deeper, can't just take things for granted, think that what you think must be right. I've learned a lesson for myself this time."

"Me too." Stanley looked at her, his eyes serious, "I also just thought that you would know clearly about my good intentions, but I didn't think that you would get more and more bored and unable to understand because of my indifference."

Most importantly, he, being a man, actually did just chill out with her.

This was something that he did not do well as a man.

Violet and Stanley looked at each other, and after a few seconds of staring at each other, they suddenly smiled, "In short, we both have mistakes, and also know what exactly the mistakes that we have made, then in the future, let's not be like this, okay? I don't want to cold war with you anymore, this feeling is really bad, it really scares me, even I worry that if we keep on cold war, in the end, our feelings are gone and we become two resentful spouses."

Hearing these words, Stanley's pupils shrank, the hand holding her fiercely tightened a lot, his tone was incomparably serious and earnest, "No, we won't go that far, absolutely not."

No feelings?

Become resentful spouses?

How could he accept such a thing!