Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"Because they are all at peace, they don't think about what they shouldn't even though they love Mr. Murphy, so Mrs. Murphy doesn't get jealous and doesn't mind, and Mr. Murphy doesn't get sick of them because it's human nature, but you're different."This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Fraser looked at her mockingly, "From the beginning, you have been full of ambition for Mr. Murphy, otherwise you wouldn't have hidden Mr. Murphy and didn't want him to be found by us, and even more so, you wouldn't have chased after Mr. Murphy and refused to leave. You just wanted to be a mistress and wanted the position of Mrs. Murphy, for this reason, you often pestered Mr. Murphy and said things to him that provoked his and madam's feelings. Yesterday you even tried to ruin their wedding."

"I...... I, I didn't......" Sophie turned pale and shook her head trying to explain that she didn't mean it.

But Fraser didn't give her a chance, "No, you did, it's just that you are used to lying and cheating people to cheat yourself. All of us know what kind of person you really are, only you don't want to admit it yourself, the few times you pestered Mr. Murphy before, Mr. Murphy let you go, but you actually got ahead and tried to ruin Mr. Murphy's wedding, which made Mr. Murphy no longer tolerate you anymore, so hurry up and move out."

After saying that, Fraser stopped paying attention to her and lifted his feet to walk away.

Sophie stood frozen in place, her mind filled with what he had just said.

She finally realized that she had made it all her own fault that she had been driven away.

A huge remorse hit her heart, weighing down on Sophie, who could barely breathe.

She looked at her bags and then at the middle-aged woman who was locking the door, her eyes full of confusion.

She had been kicked out of the group and lost her job, and now she had lost her place to live, and she didn't have much money on her, so what was she going to do? Where could she live?

She had originally thought that even if she lost her job, as long as her place was still there, she would find a job near the Murphy Group, so that she could still see Stanley often.

But now that she didn't even have a place to stay, her plans were completely shattered and she instantly didn't even know what to do.

Back home?

Thinking about her old, shabby home and looking at the luxurious and comfortable apartment in front of her, her heart was filled with resistance to return home.

She didn't want to go back. She wouldn't be able to see Stanley if she did, and when she did, she'd never have another chance.

What to do?

What should she do?

Sophie covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably.

On the other hand, Fraser returned to the Murphy group and told Stanley about seeing Sophie.

Stanley was working on the document, and after hearing it, he responded indifferently without saying anything else, obviously not interested in Sophie's affairs.

"Send two people to keep an eye on her, and make a scheme to get her back home early. Don't let her stay in J City, she is annoying!" Stanley said as he closed the document. Fraser nodded, "Got it."

"Also, the date for my honeymoon with Violet is set, we're leaving in three days. I've made a list of the countries and cities we decided to visit and sent it to your email, so mark out the more famous spots and arrange a suitable hotel." Stanley looked up at Fraser.

The corner of Fraser's mouth twitched, "Okay."

A honeymoon is great!

When he and Linda get married, they're going on a honeymoon too.

"There's nothing more, you can go to work first, and when the honeymoon is over next month, you can let the new special assistant to take over your shift." Stanley added.

Hearing these words, Fraser couldn't stop the excitement on her face, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy."

There is a new special assistant, which meant that as long as the new special assistant was competent to do his job, he could go to the subordinate branch as a president, then he wouldn't have to live the miserable life of getting up early and sleeping late, and having to work in the middle of the night when his boss had something to do.

He could also get his special assistant to sleep later and get up early.

Of course, the most important thing was that he had a lot of time to spend with Linda, so that the wedding schedule could be brought up, and honeymoon and the birth of a child were not far away. Anyway, no matter how he thinks about it, it's a bright future.

Looking at the unstoppable smile in Fraser's eyes, Stanley simply waved his hand to let him go out.

Fraser laughed heatedly twice and left Mr. Murphy's office.

Time passed quickly, and three days later, Stanley and Violet embarked on their honeymoon.

Instead of taking a regular flight, they took a private plane directly.

Stanley changed from his usual suit to casual clothes.

The clothes were all designed and made for him by Violet herself, but he never wore them, not because he didn't like them, but he was usually busy with work and didn't have the chance to wear them. Now that he was wearing them, he had finally granted Violet a wish.

Her eyes curled slightly as she looked at the man sitting in his seat drinking wine and reading the travel guide Fraser had sent him.

Stanley felt it and looked up at her, "What's wrong?"

Violet propped up her chin, "Nothing, I just think you're so handsome!"

The man in casual clothes had less of his usual coolness.

Stanley listened to Violet's compliment, his thin lips hooked, then put down the red wine and reached out to pull her into his arms, "Then you should look at me more."

He lowered his head and brought his face closer to hers.

Violet rolled her eyes and was amused.

Instead of pushing him away, though, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed on his thin lips.

Stanley was stunned for a moment, and then a dark light flashed in his eyes, turning passivity into initiative, prying her lips open and kissing hard.

The flight attendant who was pushing a trolley over was about to come over to deliver the snacks, saw the scene, blushed and walked away.

Stanley saw the flight attendant's movement through the corner of his eyes, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This flight attendant was pretty sensible.

She did not know how long it took, but Violet was woken up by Stanley.

She opened her eyes in a daze, "What's wrong?"

"Here we are." Stanley groomed the hair on her face and reminded in a soft voice.

Violet fought the soreness in her back and sat up from his arms, "We arrived?"

"Yup." Stanley nodded.

They are on their own private plane and don't have to disembark as soon as the plane stops, like passengers on regular flights.

They can stay on the plane for as long as they want.

But the plane was never as comfortable as a hotel room, so that's why he woke Violet up.

Violet squeezed her neck and glared at the man.

It was all his fault, if he hadn't insisted her to sleep, she wouldn't have fallen asleep and not seen the scenery along the way.

Stanley read her eyes, his thin lips hooked and he caught her hand, "Come on, let's get off, the plane will be driven into the hangar for maintenance later." Violet nodded and got up to follow him towards the cabin door.

The two disembarked with a cheerful send-off from the flight crew.

Right there in the tarmac, the pickup crew that Fraser had arranged for had been waiting there to pick them up.

The two got in the car and left the airport and headed to the hotel.

By now it was evening and the night scene outside was extremely nice.

Violet looked out the car window and watched intently, while Stanley was talking to Fraser, as if there was something going on in the group.

But it shouldn't be a big deal, the look on his face was enough to indicate that.

Soon, they arrived at the hotel.

The driver parked the car, handed a presidential suite door card to Stanley, and drove the car to the hotel's parking lot.

Stanley pulled the suitcase with one hand and Violet with the other, walking towards the hotel's front door.☐☐