One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 775 Like Senior

When Aimee heard her question, somehow, a touch of embarrassment rose in her heart.

The embarrassment made her lower her head and cough lightly twice in return, "It's been finished."

"Is that so?" Violet looped up her arms, with a disbelieving look, "Just now when I came down, you and

the other party were still chatting and laughing happily, how come you finished answering the phone all

of a sudden? And I didn't hear you say goodbye to the other party or anything like that, instead it was

like you saw me and were too embarrassed to go on, afraid I'd hear something, right?"

"No way!" Aimee jumped up at once as if she was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "How could I

possibly have anything that I'm afraid you'll hear." Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

"Oh? No?" The curve of Violet's mouth grew bigger, "If that's the case, then why did you just hang up

and not say goodbye to the other party?"

The haste with which she hung up her phone just now was clearly a sign of being a thief.

"Who says you have to say goodbye when you hang up the phone. Anyway, I just didn't say goodbye,

it's nothing." Aimee said with a twinkle in her eye.

Violet picked up the water and leisurely sipped it, "Is that so? Okay, I won't ask if you said goodbye or

not, but can I know if the one who just spoke to you on the phone is a man?"

Aimee nodded, "Yes."

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Violet's eyes, "So it's true."

"What?" Aimee looked at her.

Violet smiled, "You have someone you like, the one you were just talking to on the phone."

"No way!" Aimee immediately denied, "How could I possibly like him! Don't be ridiculous, Violet, he's

not my type, he's not handsome, his height is just average, his body shape isn’t good, though he is

gentle, good at cooking and considerate, so how could I possibly like such a person?"

"Oh ......" Violet playfully trailed off her voice, "Gentle, good at cooking and considerate, indeed a good

man, no wonder you like him."

"Violet, what are you talking about, I told you, he's not my type, how could I ......"

"If you don't like him, how come you know all these good things about him and don't forget to bring

them up when you undermine him?" Violet looked at her in amusement.

Aimee's face changed, and her entire body visibly froze.

Yeah, why would one remember his good points so well?

Looking at Aimee did not say anything, Violet shook the water cup and added, "Well Aimee, just admit

it, admit that you like him. You can remember his merits so clearly, so you like him, otherwise you will

not talk to him on the phone, and you will not even save his number. "

Those words made Aimee even more silent, her eyes shining with confusion and other complicated

looks.

Did she, indeed, like him?

But if not, why would she remember his merits so well and still be in contact with him?

If you don't like someone, you won't even save contact information, let alone will call them.

And not only did she save it, but basically, she got a call every day.

So, she really did like him?

Thinking about this possibility, Aimee's face turned flushed, and her heart thumped and couldn't stop,

just like thunder.

Violet looked at her and added, "Speaking of which, I should have found out a long time ago who you

might have liked."

"How ...... How?" Aimee looked at her in surprise.

How was it possible that it was discovered long ago that she might have liked someone!

Seeming to see Aimee's disbelief, Violet smiled and nodded, ''It's true, before you talked about what

you wanted to fall in love in front of me several times, I vaguely all felt it, I've known you for so long,

you never said such words, but this time, you excused the feelings between me and Stanley, then said

two or three times in a row that you wanted to fall in love, this obviously revealed that you might have a

someone you like, otherwise you wouldn't be saying this. "

"I can't believe this ......" Aimee lamented.

Saying you want to be in a relationship because you have someone you like.

It seems, then, that she really liked him.

Seeing that Aimee wasn't denying her words, Violet gently patted her shoulder, "Tell me about it, who is

he?"

Aimee let out a bitter smile as she bowed her head, "It's my senior."

"What?" Violet was surprised, "Senior?"

"Yes." Aimee rubbed her brow, "I bet you can't imagine that I would actually like my own senior ......"

She and her senior had grown up together almost as children and worshipped together, and were

familiar with each other.

And she had grown up with feelings for her senior that were like those of a brother.

How come it was suddenly different now ......

This was something that puzzled Aimee.

"Indeed." Violet smiled and nodded, "I also didn't expect that you actually liked your own senior, but

how did you fall for him?"

Aimee rolled her eyes, "How would I know? If I knew, I wouldn't even be reminded by you to know that I

like him."

The corner of Violet's mouth twitched, "You're right, but what are you going to do? Planning on staying

with him?"

Aimee lowered her eyelids and her expression became a bit complicated, "I don't know, because I don't

even know if my senior likes me, and if he doesn't like me, how am I supposed to be with him?"

In the end, she might just be unrequitedly in love right now.

Oh, God!

Why on earth did she fall in love with her senior?

Aimee covered her face.

It was clear that Senior was not her choice of spouse in any way, and even far worse than her standard

choice of spouse.

But she just fell in love with him. What was all this?

"You can just confess to him directly. He doesn't even know that you like him, and you don't know

whether he likes you or not, maybe he likes you. As long as you confess, maybe you'll be together."

Violet looked at Aimee and proposed.

Aimee squeezed her palms, as if really considering her words.

But soon, she shook her head again, "It's better to forget it, in case he doesn't like me, won't it be

humiliating and embarrassing if I confess to him? And we're so familiar with each other, if I confess,

then my relationship with him will be completely changed, and in the future, maybe, there's no way to

return our previous relationship."

These words made Violet instantly have nothing to say, and only after a while did she sigh, "What you

said is right, if you can't directly confess, but you can try to test him."

"Test" Aimee responded, "Violet, you mean ......"

Violet nodded, "That's right, you test him to see if he has that kind of feelings for you, to see if he can

be with you, if yes, then you confess your feelings. If no, then you'll ......"

She didn't say the rest of the words, but the meaning was understood.

If no, Aimee didn't have to confess her feelings, but stop having feeling for him.

In that way, she and her senior would not be awkward and the relationship could return to normal

brotherly love.

The more Aimee thought about it too, the more feasible she felt, and nodded, "I know Violet, okay, I'll

find a chance to test him out."

"Well, go for it." Violet patted her on the shoulder.

At that moment, the maid came over, "Mrs. Murphy, Aimee Chambers, it's time for lunch."

"Let's go, Aimee." Violet put down her glass of water and stood up.