Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Stanley laughed lowly, "Jealous?"

"Of course." Violet pouted her red lips and said in a sour tone, "According to reason, as a mother, I should be the first to hug him, and now the first one to hug him was you."

The smile on Stanley's face grew, "You are out of the country, but that's only fair."

"Fair?" Violet looked puzzled, "How so?"

"Before, when you had Arya and Calvin, I didn't know about it at all, so I never held two kids about the same age as Jimmy. Now that I'm the first to hold Jimmy, it kind of makes up for the fact that I didn't hold Arya and Calvin as kids, isn't that fair?" Stanley explained with hooked lips.

Violet froze for a few seconds before she uttered, "You're right."

"Not jealous now?" Stanley asked.

Violet shook her head, "I wasn't really jealous, we are the parents of the child, whoever is the first to hold the child, it's the the same."

Hearing her say that, Stanley's eyes were gentle.

"Honey, tell me, when you hold Jimmy, how does he look like, is he cute?" Violet asked expectantly as she held her phone.

Stanley nodded, "He is cute, he was asleep, lying obediently in my arms, soft and tiny."

Hearing the man's description, Violet was able to clearly think of that scene in her mind, and her heart softened, "That's nice." "When you're done with the work, you can feel that feeling." Stanley said.

Violet nodded heavily, "Yes."

The couple had a long phone conversation until it was too late.

Violet put down her phone and continued to work on the task at hand, intending to finish that before going to rest.

Aimee was also working overtime next to her and couldn't help but tease when she saw her finish her call, "What? Not continuing?"

"Finished already, continue with what?" Violet smiled and gave her a look.

Aimee picked up her coffee and took a sip, "You don't know, every day when I watch you two couples on the phone, I feel like I'm jealous."

"So yeah, just speed it up and fix it up with your senior soon so I can be jealous of you too." Violet flirted with her as well.

Aimee sighed, "I wish I could, but that wood is really pissing me off."

"What's wrong?" Violet looked at her curiously.

Aimee rubbed her eyebrows and said: "Didn't you ask me to test my senior before to see if he has that kind of interest in me? I found a chance to test him in the past two days, but I found out that he is a wood. I asked him what type of girl he likes, like me or not, guess how he answered. He said he like jewelry more than woman What do you think this is if not a wood?"

"Pfft." Violet couldn't hold back her laughter, "It's a bit wooden, but it also shows that your senior doesn't like anyone at the moment, so you can go for it and pursue him."

Aimee rubbed her brow, "It's hard to impress a wood, especially one that only has eyes for jewels."

"So what, eat the bitterness before you make it. Work hard and you'll definitely reap the rewards, I don't believe that you can't impress a man with your pretty face, go for it." Violet patted her shoulder, "When the competition is over, you go back and spend as much time as possible with your senior, that's a better way to promote feelings every day."

"You're right, that's all I can do." Aimee nodded.

"Alright, enough of that, go back to work and then we have some rest." Violet sat back in her seat.

Aimee stretched, "Okay, back to work."

The two of them were once again caught up in their busy work until half an hour later, when they were done and went to their respective rooms to rest.

Early the next morning, Violet had just come out of her room when she received a call from the domestic police, regarding the disposition of Sophie.

It's been so many days since Sophie was deported and taken over by the police in the country, and since the evidence is overwhelming, it's almost time for the trial results to come out.

This phone call was the police telling Violet how long Sophie had been sentenced.

Five years!

This is the time given to Sophie's verdict from the domestic court side.

This time was also expected by Violet.

After all, Sophie stole her design and managed to obtain tickets for the competition, and with this, she committed commercial theft, and she could be sentenced to three years.

Coupled with the competition organizer's accusations against Sophie, after all, Sophie did really discredited the organizer, making the organizer less authoritative in the eyes of the outside world, and vetting authenticity, leading to a decrease in the value of the competition.

So how could the organizer not hate Sophie, how could they not take action and fix Sophie.

That five years had part of credit of the organizers.

In the future, Sophie's days won't be good, the organizer definitely won't just let Sophie simply go to jail so simply, maybe they've also arranged people in the prison so that Sophie can live that kind of memorable day every day after that.

But Violet didn't sympathize with Sophie, for someone like Sophie who had a dark heart, she deserved these lessons.

Only when Sophie was completely pained and scared would she not dare to die again in the future.

"Violet, good morning." Just as Violet hung up the phone, Aimee's voice came from behind her.

Violet glanced back at Aimee, who was yawning and coming down the stairs, and smiled, "Morning, didn't sleep well last night?" "Well, I slept a little late and had a long chat with my senior." Aimee said as she rubbed her eyes.

Violet raised her eyebrows, "Oh? A long chat?"

"Yeah, when I got back to my room last night, I called him and wanted to talk to him, so it was a long conversation." Aimee said.

Violet chuckled, "It looks like there's still nothing going on between you two, otherwise you should be happy at this moment."

Aimee helplessly sighed, "You understand me, but this is normal, after all, he is a wood, can not be enlightened in one night, I figured it out and I will take my time."

"That's right." Violet nodded, then added, "Well, let's go, go have breakfast and go to the tournament club."

"Okay." Aimee responded.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The two headed to the dining room together, had breakfast, and then headed out to the competition avenue to start a new day of their work.

By the afternoon, after the game was over, Violet drove her car and happily rushed to the airport.

Since it was the weekend, Stanley was bringing her two children here to see her.

It had been a week since she had seen her husband and kids, and she missed them extraordinarily; the daily videos were simply not enough to fill the missing inside, only meeting them in person would do. Aimee didn't follow and went shopping on her own.

After all, if Violet's family met, why did she, a loner, go over there?

She didn't want it, so might as well go shopping.

Soon, Violet arrived at the airport and went straight to the VIP waiting room.

She had come a little early, half an hour before the time Stanley had stated in his previous message.

In other words, she would have to wait for half an hour until her husband and kids came out of the VIP lane.00000000☐☐☐