One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 25 Game Starts

"It's you?" Stanley saw Violet.

Violet nodded awkwardly, "It's me."

She didn't expect that the father who her son brought over was Stanley.

"Mommy, do you know this uncle?" Calvin looked at Violet, then looked at Stanley, and asked curiously.

Arya also stared at Stanley, as if she had found some treasure. Then she pointed at Stanley in surprise

and said, "Mommy, this uncle looks like my brother."

"Stop it." Violet hurriedly pressed Arya's hand, "Sorry, Mr. Murphy, she is just a little girl! Please forgive

her."

Stanley didn't care about the behavior of the younger girl pointing at him. What he cared about was

what the two children called Violet just now.

"Are you their Mommy?"

"Yes." Violet rubbed her daughter's soft hair.

Stanley pursed his thin lips.

How could there be such a coincidence! The mother of these two children was actually her!

"Are you married?" Stanley asked again.

Violet looked down and then answered with a guilty conscience, "Yes..."

She didn't want to lie, but she couldn't.

Whether it was at home or abroad, it was always not a decent thing to get pregnant before marriage.

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every time someone asked her about this, she would tell them that she was married.

Hearing Violet's answer, Stanley's eyes dimmed. He felt a little uncomfortable.

But before he wanted to figure out why he had such emotions, Calvin, who was pulling him, suddenly

said, "Mommy, time is almost up. Let me take uncle over there. I want to get the prize as soon as

possible."

Arya also clapped her hands and urged, "Mommy, hurry up. I want that teddy bear."

"Wait a minute." Violet made a pause, then looked at Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, I'm sorry that my son

brought you over. Here is the thing. We just..."

"I see. Calvin has told me." Stanley interrupted her.

Calvin raised his head and looked at Stanley suspiciously.

Strange!

How did this uncle know his name?

Violet didn't think much about it. She just thought that Calvin had already introduced himself to Stanley.

"Since you know all about it, I won't hide it from you. In fact, this matter was decided by themselves. I

didn't intend to find a Dad for them to participate in the game."

"So you don't need my help?" Stanley looked at her.

"No." Violet nodded.

In fact, it was okay to find a man to temporarily pretend to be the father of two children! After all, it was

just a game.

But the Dad couldn’t be him!

In addition that Stanley was her boss, he was also Phoebe's fiancé. Except at work, Violet did not want

to have any relationships with him in private. If Phoebe knew it someday, she must make trouble for her

again. Although she, Violet, was not afraid of Phoebe, it was still annoying.

"Okay, then I..."

"Mommy." Before Stanley finished his words, Calvin hurriedly said, "If you don't let uncle participate in

the game, what about Arya's teddy bear?"

"Mommy, I want a teddy bear." Arya was a little anxious.

Violet said, "How about buying one for you?"

"No, I don't buy it. I just want that one." Arya continued.

Violet bit her lip, "But..."

"Mommy is a liar!" Arya's eyes were red, and she pursed her little mouth unhappily, "Mommy had

promised to win a teddy bear for me. Now you’re breaking your promise again. I don’t like you."

After Arya finished speaking, she turned around, ran to Stanley, held Stanley's big hand and shook it

twice, "Uncle, can you help me? I really want that teddy bear."

Seeing the little girl crying, Stanley felt inexplicably softened, "Okay, but you need your Mommy's

permission."

"Mommy..." Arya looked at Violet again.

Calvin loved his sister and didn't want to see his sister disappointed, so he also begged Violet.

Violet was ashamed of herself when she heard what her daughter said. Now seeing her son’s and

daughter’s gazes, she sighed deeply and compromised.

"Bother you, Mr. Murphy." Violet smiled embarrassedly at Stanley.

Forget it.

Just once.

Next time, she would stay away from him.

"Never mind. It's just a game." Stanley replied lightly.

Arya knew that Violet had agreed. She was immediately happy. Then she took Stanley to the playing

field, for fear that Violet would regret it if she walked slowly.

How could Violet not understand her daughter? She shook her head with a smile, and then led Calvin

to follow them.

Seeing her daughter’s and Stanley's backs, Violet was a little confused.

They really looked like a father and a daughter.

"Calvin, where did you find that uncle?" Violet asked.

"Upstairs." Calvin pointed upwards.

Violet looked up, "Well, you can't do this next time, you know? It will cause trouble for others and will

embarrass Mommy."

"I see! Don't worry, Mommy. I won't do it next time." Calvin patted his chest and promised.

Violet smiled and stroked his little head, "I believe you."

While talking, they had arrived at the game field.

The middle-aged man walked over with two red ropes and handed them to Violet and Calvin

respectively.

Calvin took the rope and bent down to tie his legs and Arya's.

Then the brother and sister eagerly waited for the game to start.

On the other side, Violet took the rope and looked at the distance between her and Stanley. She didn't

know where to start.

Stanley stood so far away! How could she tie their legs?

Then Violet helplessly rubbed her temples. She finally boldly moved closer to Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, I'm

going to tie our legs. If you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me."

Stanley gave a hum.

Violet knelt down and began to tie their legs.

After tying up, she clapped her hands and stood up, "Mr. Murphy, move it. Do you feel tight?"

She was afraid that the rope would untie easily if she tied loosely, so she tied it tightly.

However, Stanley had other understandings about her words.

‘Move it! Do you feel tight?’

Didn't she know that her words were easily misunderstood?

Stanley pulled his tie impatiently. Then he said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'm okay!"

At this time, the middle-aged man stood on the referee's stage with a competition gun, "Now the baby-

group and the parents-group are ready. I will count to three. Start running after three. If the parents-

group loses, there will be a punishment."

Punishment?

Violet was stunned.

At the beginning, the middle-aged man didn’t tell her there was a punishment.

"The game will start soon. Don't be distracted." Stanley's cold voice came to Violet’s ears, "He only said

that the parents-group has punishment, and he also gave us a special look. The meaning is obviously

that we will lose. If you don't want to lose, it’s best to be serious."

"Okay, I see." Violet nodded and got serious.

She didn't want to accept those inexplicable punishments.

"Hold my waist." Stanley said again.

Violet was stunned, thinking that she had heard it wrong.

Stanley glanced at her and explained faintly, "The most important thing is tacit understanding and

cooperation in this game. We do not have tacit understanding, so we can only cooperate with each

other. You are not tall enough to put your hand on my shoulders, so you can only hold my waist. Go

with me. If we go separately, we will only lose."

Violet understood what he meant. She directly put her hand on his waist.

At that moment, a fresh mint scent passed into her nose. She was a little stunned.

It seemed that she smelt this scent long time ago...

It was so familiar.