Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

She just wondered what happened between them to make Aimee change her attitude towards George. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Aimee and George stopped talking and both turned their heads to look. Seeing Stanley and Violet walking hand in hand, George had little reaction, calmly sipping his tea.

And Aimee said, smiling, "Mr. Murphy and Violet finally come out hand in hand, are you two so reluctant to part?" Compared to Stanley, Violet was slightly embarrassed.

Stanley, on the other hand, felt nothing, and instead raised his eyelids lightly, giving Aimee a cool glance.

Aimee instantly shrank her neck and said nothing, looking as if she was scared to death of him.

Violet shook her head in amusement as she watched.

Aimee was so afraid of Stanley, but she dared to tease her and Stanley whenever she saw them.

But she had to face the cold-eyed fear of Stanley again.

After being scared, she did not change.

However, with Aimee here, life, in general, is much more lively.

Stanley pulled out a chair and patted the back, allowing Violet to sit down.

Violet didn't refuse and smiled as she sat down.

It was the chair her husband had pulled out for her, so why should she refuse?

Unless she was stupid!

Only after Violet sat down did Stanley pull out the other chair beside her and sit down.

Once seated, the maids began serving the food.

A sumptuous and delicious dish was served, and soon the table was filled with mouth-watering aromas.

Aimee's eyes glowed as she looked at the dishes, "Wow, it's fantastic, thanks to Dr. Joe, I'll have a good meal tonight."

George laughed lightly at these words, "It's good that Miss Chamber likes it, but it's not thanks to me, it's Violet, she ordered the kitchen to make it." "That's only because you've arrived that there are so many dishes tonight, I don't usually get to eat them." Aimee said with a wave of her hand. The corners of Violet's mouth twitched, "Aimee, it sounds like we usually treat you poorly and don't let you eat well."

Stanley even gazed at Aimee with cold eyes.

A smile froze on Aimee's face, and she instantly reacted to the fact that she had said the wrong thing, and then looked at the couple timidly. Seeing the couple, one smiling and the other cold as ice, Aimee just felt her scalp tingle.

But she still had to say, "How could it be? Every mean is all carefully cooked by senior chefs, but I usually eat alone, it's hard to see so many dishes, so I'm so excited to see so many dishes at once, so my words don't go through my head."

She swore that she meant absolutely nothing by their treatment of her.

It was really just the excitement of seeing so much talent all at once that caused it.

Nor, she thought, could she be blamed.

When the two couples are not in a cold war, they are like Siamese twins, sticky all the time. She thinks she is a third party, so she basically does not eat with them, but only occasionally eats together. Even though they had a cold war behind them and she ate with Violet though, how much could two people eat?

So, when she ate with Violet, she basically just let the kitchen cook two dishes.

This was true for two people, not to mention when she was alone.

So it's been a long time since she's seen the shocking sight of so many dishes on the table at the same time, which is why she was excited and couldn't even say the wrong words all of a sudden. Looking at Aimee's vain look, Violet was amused, "Well, don't be like that, I am just teasing you, of course we know you didn't do it on purpose. Come on, let's eat."

Having said that, she picked up her chopsticks.

Stanley helped her with food, "Why are you talking to her about this? Aren't you hungry? Eat."

Violet looked at the dish on her plate and nodded with a smile, "Okay."

The couple started to eat.

Across the table, George gave Aimee an amused glance and picked up his chopsticks as well.

It was his reception, and he had to savour it.

Aimee watched everyone eat and knew it was over. She breathed a big sigh of relief, then picked up her chopsticks and started eating too.

She was hungry too.

After spending the afternoon playing with Jimmy and going back to her room to design jewellery for a client, she was long exhausted.

This moment she must eat more to avenge the scare Violet just gave her.

Although she thought so, she actually knew in her heart that she could not take revenge even if she ate more.

After all, these two were rich and she could never eat them poor in her lifetime.

In the middle of the meal, Aimee suddenly thought of something, her eyes fell on Violet and Stanley, her mouth opened, as if she had something to say, but she didn't say it.

Noticing this, Violet looked at her and asked, "Aimee, what's wrong? Just say what you want to say."

Hearing her words, Aimee also put down her chopsticks and laughed out heatedly, "Violet, that's what you said."

Violet nodded her head.

Aimee's smile grew more and more obscene.

Stanley narrowed his eyes.

What did this woman want?

Even George, who hadn't said anything, became interested and put down his chopsticks and leaned back in his chair with his arms wrapped around him.

Aimee clenched one hand into a fist slightly, then put it under her lips and coughed, clearing her throat before asking with a smile, "Violet, you and Mr. Murphy spent so much time in the room this afternoon. Is the gift I gave you good?"

She looked at Violet and then at Stanley.

When George, who had been silently watching, heard these words, a mouthful of water almost spurted out.

It was obvious how he had not expected that this was what the woman was going to say.

But isn't that more fun?

The amusement in George's eyes intensified.

And Stanley had his face instantly darkened at this moment.

Violet twitched at the corners of her eyes and shook her head, "I didn't even use it, how do I know if it's good?"

"What? You guys didn't use it?" Aimee exclaimed with a surprised look on her face.

Violet nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Aimee was clearly unhappy with the result, "So what have you been doing in your room this afternoon?"

"Stanley is working and I'm sleeping." Violet said with a blink.

Aimee reached out her hand and pointed at her tremblingly, "You ...... You ...... Gosh!"

Shouldn't Stanley have been eager to use it?

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Aimee was very confused about the reason for this.

And aside, George was dying of laughter as he listened.

Aimee was so funny.

With her around, it looked like there would be no worries for the rest of the day.

"Aimee, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Aimee, Violet was even more puzzled, "It's just two sets of pajamas, we'll wear them at night after bathing, so there's nothing strange about not wearing them during the day, right? Why do you think it's a pity if we don't wear them?"

She couldn't figure it out.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐