One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 702 Jealousy with the Kids

Holding the two children's hands upstairs, Violet personally gave the two children a bath.

Since she had gone abroad to compete internationally, the two children were basically in Bella's care

and she had rarely bathed them anymore.

So tonight, both kids were happy when she gave them a bath.

After taking a bath, Violet patted the two children's little bottoms, gesturing for them to hurry up and get

into bed.

The siblings were still young, so they shared the same room and slept in the same bed.

Violet and Stanley would like to give the two children separate rooms and beds, but Arya was very

clingy to Calvin, so they could only let that be.

But when the two siblings had their fifth birthday next year, they would let them sleep in separate room.

"Mommy." Arya patted the middle of the bed, "Come up here and tell me and brother a story." Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Violet looked at the two children's expectant eyes and smiled gently, "Okay."

She lay down, in the middle of the bed, with the two children lying on either side of her, left and right,

then both wrapped their arms around her and waited for her to tell the story.

In fact, Calvin wasn't really interested in these children's stories, but he was willing to listen to them

simply because, he liked the feeling of enjoying parent-child time with his parents.

As for Arya, aside from loving the feeling of her parents' company, she just really loved to hear stories.

Violet gently patted the two children's backs and told them fairy tales while putting them to sleep.

The little children were supposed to sleep a lot, and before Violet finished telling one story, the two

children were put to sleep by her.

It was logical that after putting the two children to sleep, Violet's task was done and it was time to go

back to her and Stanley's room.

But looking at the cute sleeping faces of her two children, and the little hands of both of them clutching

her arms, her heart melted and she was unwilling to leave.

So Violet simply closed her eyes as well, planning to sleep here tonight.

It seemed like she hadn't even slept with her two kids much since she had gotten married.

Soon, Violet was slowly falling asleep as she smelled children's bathing scent on the two children.

Shortly after she fell asleep, Stanley finished his meeting, came out of the study, and returned to the

bedroom, tugging at his tie as he opened the door.

When the door opened, it was dark inside, which made Stanley's hand, which was pulling his tie,

pause.

What was going on?

Nobody was there?

Every time he was busy in the study, Violet would wait for him in the room, and if she couldn't wait, she

would leave a light on for him even after she went to bed herself.

And now, the room was dark, apparently with the feeling that no one was there.

Sure enough, after Stanley turned the light on, there was no one.

Stanley's brow furrowed as he opened his mouth and called out, "Violet?"

There was no response from the room.

Stanley's thin lips pursed.

Strange, it was late, but she was not in her room, where did she go?

Finally, Stanley thought of a place and turned around to walk forward.

Not far ahead was the two children's room, so maybe, she was in there at the moment.

Stanley first raised his hand and knocked on the door, and only after no one opened the door did he

open the door to the two children's room.

The door to the room was open, the lights in the room were on, and the mother and children were lying

there, sleeping soundly, on the large bed in the middle of the room.

Stanley saw Violet and he felt relieved, somewhat good-natured and amused.

He came back to his room and didn't see her, worried about where the hell she'd gone, and came out

to look for her.

As a result, she slept so well here with the two children without even telling him, making him look for

her.

No, since she was so disobedient, she should be punished.

A dark light flashed in Stanley's eyes as he eased his steps towards the bed.

Walking over to the bed, he leaned down slightly and lifted the cover off, then reached under Violet's

neck with one hand and under her knees with the other and picked her up in a horizontal hug.

Stanley turned towards the sofa with Violet in his arms, and after walking to the sofa, he placed Violet

on the sofa first, then returned to the bed and re-covered the two children with the cover, before

returning to the sofa, picking Violet up again and walking towards the door.

During the walk, Violet's head, which was leaning on Stanley's chest, slid slightly with his pace, then

her forehead accidentally touched the tie clip, and she woke up with a shiver of cold touch of the tie

clip.

"What's going on?" After waking up, Violet found herself moving and her whole body was startled.

It wasn't until she heard the low voice of a man overhead that she reacted to the fact that she wasn't

flying, but was being carried along.

"Don't move." Stanley's voice was slightly hoarse as he warned.

Violet raised her head and looked at him, "Stanley, how do you ......"

"I came back from my work and saw that you weren't in your room, then I went to Calvin and Arya's

room and saw you asleep in there." Stanley explained.

It dawned on Violet, "So you carried me out?"

"Yes." Stanley nodded.

Violet was amused, "What are you hugging me for, I specifically stayed at the children's place, planning

to stay with them tonight."

"You spend time with the kids, but not me, your husband?" Stanley looked down at her.

Meeting the man's deep eyes, Violet rolled her eyes, "Isn't it enough for me to accompany you every

day? And you are even jealous with the two kids?"

"Not enough!" Stanley replied without hesitation, "You're my wife, of course you have to stay with me,

so to punish you for staying with the two kids tonight without telling me, you'll have to make it up to

me?"

"Make it up?" Violet blinked, "What do you mean?"

Stanley carried her into the room, kicked open the door with his foot, shutting the door behind him and

carrying her on until he reached the bed, when he suddenly released his hand.

Violet's body fell towards and her whole body fell on the bed.

The bed was soft, she wasn't going to get hurt from the sudden fall, but it would be a shock.

Violet shook her dizzy head and looked at the man standing by the bed with a huff, "What are you

doing?"

"What am I doing?" Stanley ripped off his tie and threw it into the air.

The tie traced a parabola in the air and fell to the floor, and then he leaned down and buried his head in

her ear, his voice husky, "What do you think?"

The corner of Violet's mouth twitched.

Got it.

So that was what he called punishment.

"You haven't been with me in days, so tonight, you're not getting any sleep."

After saying that, Stanley bit on her ear ......

Stanley really did what he said, saying that he wouldn't let Violet sleep, Violet really didn't sleep this

night, and she couldn't do it even if she was unconscious.

Because Stanley could see that she had symptoms of coma, he immediately made measures so that

she couldn't sleep even if she wanted to, and couldn't pass out even if she wanted to, and was tossed

alive by him for the whole night, until the dawn of day when he was willing to let her go and let her

sleep.

Stanley didn't sleep and stood up, with insatiable spirits as he walked towards the bathroom.

He didn't look the least bit like he hadn't slept all night from having sex, instead he was in very good

shape.

After getting out of the shower, Stanley changed into a sports outfit before gently leaving the room and

going out for a run.

By the time Violet woke up, it was already ten in the morning.

Stanley, on the other hand, had already gone to the company.

The corners of Violet's mouth twitched as she looked at the sex marks all over herself, as well as the

splotchy marks on the bed, and her face was rosy.

Thinking of the tricks Stanley had made her play last night, she covered her face and took a long time

to calm her mind and come out of her embarrassment and shyness to get up and go wash

up.