One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 667 Fraser's Breakfast

Stanley lifted the quilt and got out of bed, picked up the pants on the floor and put them on, and went

over to open the door with his topless body.

Outside the door, Fraser froze when he saw such a Stanley.

Especially when he saw the bite marks on Stanley's neck, on his collarbone, he was staggered.

It looks like Mrs. Murphy was fierce last night, biting Mr. Murphy like that.

"Where are the clothes?" Stanley saw Fraser wander off and couldn't help but frown.

Fraser hurriedly handed over the bag in his hand, "Here it is."

Stanley reached out to take it, and then spoke, "Was there anything unusual last night?"

Knowing that Stanley was asking if Ivan had returned last night, Fraser shook his head, "There was

nothing unusual, and the radar on our cruise ship didn't detect any traces of a plane, so Ivan didn't

approach the island last night."

Stanley nodded, indicating that he knew, then closed the door and turned towards the bathroom.

After a shower, it was ten minutes later.

Stanley changed into clean clothes and came out of the bathroom, walked towards the bed, went to the

bedside, slightly leaned down and gently patted Violet's exposed shoulder, "Wake up."

Violet frowned, then slowly opened her eyes, saw Stanley and smiled slightly, "Good morning, honey."

"Good morning, get up, it's breakfast time." Stanley stood up straight.

Violet snorted and rubbed her eyes, then held out her hand towards him, "Pull me up."

Stanley chuckled before reaching out and pulling her up.

Violet sat on the bed and suddenly sucked in a cool breath.

Stanley's face tightened and he hastily asked, "What's wrong?"

Violet's cheeks reddened slightly and she laughed embarrassedly, "It's nothing, just some discomfort

down there."

They got a little crazy last night, no moderation, and then she got discomfort.

When Stanley heard this, he was about to lift the quilt and check her condition.

Violet hurriedly pressed his hand, "Okay, Stanley, don't look, it's okay, it'll be fine once it gets used in a

while."

Even though he'd seen her whole body, she still didn't want him to see it without cleaning it up, it was

too embarrassing.

Of course, if he had looked when she didn't know, that would naturally be fine, but now that she knew,

she wouldn't do that.

Stanley saw her so shy, and didn't mean to force her, he chuckled and said, "I'll go get water for you,

you'll be better if you soak in the bath."

Violet nodded her head.

Stanley went to the bathroom.

Soon, Violet heard the sound of clattering water.

She didn't hang around to lift the quilt and get out of bed.

As soon as her foot touched the ground, however, it ripped there, and her legs went weak, nearly

falling.

It was lucky that she ended up holding onto the edge of the bed in time to stabilize herself so she didn't

make a fool of herself.

Violet picked up the clothes on the floor and would just put them on before heading to the bathroom.

When she reached the bathroom door, Stanley heard the movement behind him and turned his head to

look over, "The water is ready, I put some essential oils to relieve your fatigue."

"Okay, thanks, hubby, you go out first." Violet walked in and said.

Stanley nodded and went out.

Violet took this bath for almost half an hour, until the water was almost cold and she didn't bother to

heat it up, before she pulled the bath towel aside and wrapped it around her, and got out of the

bathroom.

Seeing the man in the room, Violet was slightly stunned, "Stanley, you didn't go down there?"

"I am waiting for you, you tend to fall when you go downstairs, so I'll take you downstairs. Change your

clothes, aren't you hungry?" Stanley said as he picked up the clothes that were torn on the ground last

night and threw them into the trash can.

Violet touched her stomach, "Yes, I am hungry, wait for me, I will be fast."

She went to the cloakroom.

Two minutes later, she came out in a casual workout outfit, a conservative one that just barely covered

all traces of her body and was otherwise loose and comfortable.

When Stanley saw that she was better, he picked her up by the waist and headed for the door.

Violet was frozen, "Stanley, what are you holding me for? Put me down, I can walk by myself." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Stanley didn't do as he was told, but said, "I know, but you're walking too slowly, and besides, I want to

hold you."

He looked down at her, his eyes soft and deep.

Violet almost drowned in his eyes, and then laughed, "Okay, be careful, don't drop me."

"No, I won't fall and hurt myself, and I won't fall and hurt you." Stanley kissed her at the corner of her

mouth and then went downstairs.

When she came to the living room, Violet saw the bodyguards stationed at various corners of the first

floor and couldn't help but be shocked, "Stanley, this is ......"

"Just in case Ivan comes back, these bodyguards can immediately control him." Stanley said.

Violet responded, "So that's it, that cruise ship has sailed away and isn't out there, right?"

"Smart." Stanley complimented her.

Violet smiled, "Of course, if I am not smart, I wouldn't be worthy of you, would I?"

Stanley nodded, "That's right, let's eat breakfast first."

He put Violet on a chair.

Violet looked at the plate in front of her, somewhat poorly looking breakfast, and couldn't help but raise

her eyebrows, "This is, who made this?"

Stanley sat down and looked towards Fraser.

Fraser stood off to the side with an apron tied around him, so it was obvious that it was him who had

made breakfast.

Violet exclaimed, "Fraser, you did this?"

Fraser smiled in embarrassment, "Yes, I made it, but I don't know how to cook, and these bodyguards

don't know how to cook either, so I searched how to make it on the internet, and then made it just like

this. Mrs. Murphy, Mr. Murphy, please don't mind, I got up early to make breakfast, this is already the

best I've made after failing several times, I've tried it. Although it doesn't look good, but it's not bad, so

you guys can try it."

Listening to Fraser's shy and expectant words, Violet smiled, "Sure, I'll try it then."

When she finished, she picked up her chopsticks and took a taste, her eyebrows raised slightly.

Seeing this, Stanley took the chopsticks out of her hand, "If it's not good, don't eat it."

"No, it's okay." Violet nodded and said, "It doesn't taste particularly good, but it's okay, try it, Stanley."

Stanley saw that she didn't look like she was lying, and after hesitating for two seconds, he still picked

up the chopsticks and tried them, and found that they were indeed okay.

Seeing the two eat, Fraser sighed in relief and smiled, "Great that you don't mind it."

"Of course I don't mind, it's not bad, thank you for the breakfast, Fraser." Violet said thanks.

Although Stanley didn't say anything, the meaning was the same as hers.

Fraser rubbed the tip of his nose, "No thanks, this is what I should do as a subordinate."

"When we go back this time, the bonus will be tripled." Stanley picked up his coffee and took a sip.

The coffee was the best for this breakfast.

Fraser's eyes lit up, "Thank you, Mr. Murphy."

That's a tripling of the bonus. That's over 3 million.

Great!

Over 3 million for making a breakfast, that's worthy of it.

Looking at Fraser's smile, Violet followed and laughed, then lowered her head and ate her breakfast.

She was really hungry, all this time, although the maid cooked delicious meals, but she had always had

a poor appetite when she was here, and every time she ate only a third before she couldn't eat any

more.

Now that Stanley was around, her heart was settled, so even if this breakfast tasted ordinary, she found

it delicious.