One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 915 Making it Up to You

Sensing that something was wrong with the man's mood, Violet lifted her head from the man's arms

and looked towards him.

Looking at the man's tight, gloomy expression, she knew what was going through his mind.

She put her head back down and buried it in the man's arms, "Since neither of us wants to go that far,

we need to change some of our own problems, like this cold war, one of us can't think clearly and one

of us has a hard mouth, that's why it's lasted so long."

Stanley could not refute these words.

Violet hugged the man's waist tightly, and continued: "So in order not to have the next cold war in the

future, we have to change these shortcomings, try to be clear with each other, not in hiding from each

other, the more we do not say, the more misunderstandings produce. When the time comes, our

feelings will have a bigger crack, maybe more than just a cold war, Stanley, what do you say? "

Stanley's throat twitched before he finally gave a nod, "Okay, we'll all change."

"Well, all change!" Violet hooked up her red lips and smiled.

The two of them warmed up on the sofa for a while until the maid brought ginger soup, which separated

them.

Stanley picked up the ginger soup and blew on it gently, waiting until it was not so hot before he

brought it to her, "Drink it all."

Looking at the unquestionable look in the man's eyes, Violet sighed helplessly, took the ginger soup

with a bitter face and drank it.

Seeing her finish it one mouthful at a time, Stanley's face showed obvious satisfaction before handing

the empty bowl to the maid to carry away.

Violet took a long breath, her eyebrows furrowed together, "This ginger soup tastes bad."

"For your own good, you have to drink it." Stanley gave her a look.

He then picked up the glass he had just been drinking from and handed it to her, "Have some water to

wash the taste out of your mouth."

Violet nodded and reached out to take a sip from the glass of water.

The water washed down the sweet and spicy taste in her mouth, and Violet's face then looked much

better.

After a long breath, she put down her glass and said, "By the way, Stanley, George has arrived."

Hearing this, Stanley raised his eyebrows, "Already?"

Violet nodded and pointed upstairs, "He is too tired from the rush, so he is resting in the room."

Stanley glanced up in the direction of the stairs, "Got it."

The arrival of George was clear to him, Fraser had told him about it.

So, when he heard Violet talking about it again, he didn't find anything surprising about it.

"How long has it been since he arrived?" Stanley took the glass she had just put down and took a sip of

water from the same spot she had just taken.

It still had her lipstick mark on the rim of his cup.

When Violet saw this, it was too late to stop it.

It was because he was moving so fast that she didn't react.

"Honey, I've just had ginger soup, it must have the smell of ginger soup on it, you don't mind?" Violet

looked at Stanley and asked cautiously.

She and he had shared a glass of water from time to time in the past, so her surprise was not that he

then drank from the same glass she drank from, but that she had left other smells on the glass and she

was afraid he would dislike.

However, Stanley shook his head, "Why? You are my wife, it is okay."

Violet smiled, "You are so kind, honey."

Stanley rubbed her hair, "When did George come?"

He asked again.

Violet also stopped making a fuss and leaned back into his arms, "Three hours ago, when I arrived, I

talked to him for a while."

"What was the talk?" Stanley asked, stroking her hair.

Violet was silent for a moment before she finally spoke, "I asked him why he took Calvin away, caused

Calvin's car accident, and why he burned down my factory, and engineered his own car accident."

Hearing her words, Stanley's face didn't really change much.

He had guessed that this must be what she was talking about.

Ever since Ivy told her that it was all George's doing, she had always had a knot in her heart and

wanted to ask George for clarification.

It was just that George had always been on Jessie's side, and she had some resentment towards

George in her heart, which was why she hadn't taken the initiative to ask him about it.

Now that George had come before her, she naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

"Then how did George answer?" Stanley narrowed his eyes and said with an icy face.

Violet was silent again, and only after a few seconds did she slowly say everything she had talked to

George about at that time.

Hearing that George had done all this to get her, Stanley's face was very gloomy as he coldly chortled,

"Using such a ridiculous way to pursue someone, if he succeeded then there would be no justice in this

world."

Hearing that, Violet smiled, "Okay, don't be angry, I'm not even angry anymore."

"Are you really not angry anymore?" Stanley looked down at her.

Violet pursed her red lips, "naturally there is still some discomfort in my heart, but the saving grace is

there, I can only stop and not pursue it anymore, and George promised me that he would not do it in

the future. He said that his psychological condition is much better now, and he will not even do those

crazy acts in the future to Jessie as well."

"Do you believe that?" Stanley looked at her.

Violet shook her head, "I don't know, but I'm willing to try to believe in him, maybe, he'll actually do it?"

"If you say so, then I'll do as you say." Stanley narrowed his eyes, "I was going to deal with him."

Violet immediately raised her hand and covered his mouth, "Don't, never, he saved our family, such a

great kindness, we really can't do anything to him, and this time he came over, he also helped, so just

let it go, don't mention it again, see how he behaves in the future, if he really won't mess around

anymore."

Stanley nodded, "As you wish."

For the sake that George had saved them, even if he had no good feeling towards George in his heart,

he was willing to put up with it and tolerate George for this reason.

"Thank you." Violet looked at Stanley with a smile.

She knew that in his heart he must have wanted to take a shot at George, after all, what he had done

was really outrageous.

But he was more than willing to tolerate for her sake.

And this, indeed, aggravated him somewhat.

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you."

Even though, tolerate the nasty ones.

Violet hugged the man's arm, "Tonight, let me make it up to you, okay?"

She said suddenly.

Stanley's eyes instantly lit up and he looked down at her, and his voice was hoarse, "Do you know,

what are you talking about?"

Make it up to him at night.

What the compensation could be already self-explanatory.

Violet looked at the man who was suppressing something and hooked her lips, "Of course I know, so

are you happy?"

In the past, she had never volunteered to say how she wanted to have sex with him.

It was all about the man asking for that, and then she obeyed him.

This was the first time she had offered, so it wasn't surprising that the man would be excited.

Stanley's thin lips also hooked up, "What do you think? Since you said you'd make it up to me, don't go

back on your word tonight."

He hadn't touched her in ages.

He was a normal man and she was the one he loved most, so naturally he couldn't be without his

thoughts.

How could he not be happy now that she had offered to come to him?