Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"I ...... I ......" Sophie's face flushed and she subconsciously tried to nod her head.

But when she faced Stanley's cold gaze without a trace of emotion, she instantly sobered and lowered her head to reply in a small voice, "I didn't mean it." Fraser snorted, "Hopefully you really don't, besides I'm telling you, whether Mr. Murphy loves his wife or not, you're not qualified to get involved as an outsider."

"I ...... I'm not an outsider!" Sophie said in a hurry.

Fraser was full of question.

She's not an outsider, is she an insider?

"I ...... I'm Mr. Murphy's savior." Sophie gave Stanley a shy look.

Stanley's temples jutted as he finally opened his mouth, "If I could, I wouldn't want you to save me at all!"

"What?" The expression on Sophie's face froze and she looked at him incredulously, "No...... ?"

How can he say that?

Does he know how much he hurt her by saying that?

"Your saving grace that caused my subordinates to search for me for days and not find me, your saving grace that almost caused the Murphy Group to be invaded by a foreign enemy, and most importantly, your saving grace that caused my wife to be stimulated to give birth prematurely after learning of my disappearance, and your saving grace that caused my little son to now only lie in an incubator, that, is your saving grace!"

Stanley gazed at Sophie and said several words in a row, causing her to back away with a pale face.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing this, Fraser added, "So Sophie, do you still think now that you saved Mr. Murphy and really did a good deed?"

"I didn't know that what would happen when I saved you, I was just being nice, and without me, you .......

"If you hadn't appeared, I would have returned home long ago, and while you were saving me, my subordinates were already looking downstream, even without you, nothing would have happened to me, instead they would have found me soon, and my wife wouldn't have been irritated by learning I was missing!" Stanley cut off Sophie's words in a stern voice.

Sophie's legs went limp and she sat down directly on the ground, her face full of dumbfoundedness.

How could this happen!

She had obviously saved him with the best of intentions, so why in the end did he blame her for saving her, and even say that her saving her life was superfluous!

Seeming to see what was going through Sophie's mind, Fraser skimmed her lips and said, "Sophie, don't blame us for putting it so bluntly, because this is indeed the truth, your saving grace to Mr. Murphy has brought us trouble instead, and it's already reasonable of us to acknowledge your saving grace to Mr. Murphy now, do you understand?"

Sophie's eyelashes fluttered.

How could she possibly understand, how could she possibly want to understand?

All she knew was that they had vetoed her saving grace!

Sophie's body trembled slightly, unable to accept such an outcome.

Fraser pushed his glasses and added: "In fact, when you found Mr. Murphy, you immediately called the police, I think our attitude towards you is not so, but now there is no use talking about this. Sophie, I sincerely advise you, put away those thoughts you should not have, since in the work, then work well, or you will lose your job."

Hearing this, Sophie's heart thudded and she looked at Stanley.

Stanley didn't even look at her, but at the watch on his wrist with no expression, "Alright, Fraser, let's go."

"Yes." Fraser answered and followed behind him.

The two men left it at that.

Sophie was still standing in place and froze.

After a while, she suddenly crouched down on the floor and buried her head in the nest of her knees and cried.

It's too much, Stanley is really too much.

She saved him and came specifically to persuade him, all for his own good.

However, he didn't appreciate it at all, but instead he still treated her so coldly.

She really didn't want to love him if she could.

But it's too late, she's already in love with him so much!

In the car, Stanley sat in the back seat, pinching his brow tiredly, "You can inform the cleaning department to arrange more work for Sophie, don't let her have time to run around, if she can't finish the work, just make her leave."

"Okay." Fraser smiled and nodded, "But I reckon that even if Sophie doesn't want to finish so much work, she'll grit her teeth and finish it, in order not to leave the headquarters and for fear of not seeing you in the future, she ......"

"Shut up!" Stanley's eyebrows knitted as he chided coldly.

Fraser laughed heatedly twice and closed his mouth.

A hint of disgust flashed in Stanley's eyes.

If he had known that this Sophie was so difficult to deal with, he should have had someone confine her to the village and not let her out in the first place.

But it was too late for that now, hopefully after today, Sophie would be able to set himself straight, or don't blame him for not being polite.

The journey was uneventful and soon he returned home.

There was no one in the villa living room, and when he asked the maids, he learned that the two children were playing in their rooms while Violet was busy in her own studio.

Stanley handed his briefcase to the maid and lifted his feet upstairs to the studio on the second floor.

He didn't knock, but just unscrewed the door and went in.

Violet was sitting behind a sewing machine table with her back to him, working on something, not noticing in the least that someone had entered.

Stanley walked over with a gentle expression, then leaned down and encircled the woman from behind.

The woman was startled, and her sewing machine went straight to the wrong side.

Stanley reacted to the fact that he seemed to have done something wrong, and released her, apologizing embarrassedly, "Sorry, Honey I ......"

"Forget it, it's just my practice piece." Violet picked up the scissors and recut the place where she had just sewn wrong, "I was trying out the sewing effect of the new pattern, so I didn't make the finished garment. It's not a problem, by the way, when did you come back?"

She put down the scissors and looked at the man.

The man took her into his arms and kept rubbing his forehead in the nape of her neck, "Just now."

Violet was tickled by his rubbing and couldn't help but shrink her shoulders, "You sneaked in without even a sound, you scared me."

Stanley laughed lightly, "I wanted to see what you were doing."

"Now that you see it, let go of me, I still have a little bit to go." Violet said with a roll of her eyes.

Stanley loosened his arms, "Okay, I won't get in the way of your operation, you can go ahead, and I will just hold you in my arms." "You......" Violet was shocked and then said with amusement, "Forget it, but don't move around, or I will make a mistake." Stanley nodded affirmatively.

Violet ignored him and continued to concentrate on her sewing machine.

Stanley did as he assured her, just holding her in his arms, and really didn't move around at all.

Not long after, Violet finally finished sewing and was just about to take the finished one off the sewing machine for a closer look, but a large hand suddenly reached in front of her, cupped her chin and forcefully turned her face back.

Then Violet saw the man lower his head and kiss her.

Violet subconsciously grunted, and then the corners of her mouth twitched breathlessly.

She knew it, she knew the man wouldn't behave for long, and now that he had, he was definitely going to get into trouble later.

With a heartfelt sigh of laughter, Violet put down the clothes in her hands, reached out and wrapped her arms around Stanley's neck, responding to him.000