One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 931 Finally Knowing What It Is

"Pajamas?" Aimee's was confused when she heard Violet's words.

How can it be pajamas?

"Violet, are you ......"

Before Aimee could finish her words, she was interrupted by Stanley in a deep voice, "Alright, it's

dinner time, eat, there's no need to say something that's unnecessary."

With those words, he looked even more coldly towards Aimee.

Aimee cowered in fear at the contact with his eyes and kept her mouth shut.

Well, she sort of saw it.

Mr. Murphy planned to use it at night.

So now, he didn’t want her to continue the conversation, lest he be exposed.

In order to conceal Violet, Mr. Murphy actually made up a lie.

Thinking that, Aimee glanced towards Stanley with contempt.

Stanley glared back, and she immediately put her head down again in a sheepish manner.

Violet looked at her, then at her husband beside her, then at George who was smiling.

The three words always feel odd. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

It's possible that Aimee sent something other than pajamas, is it?

Why else would Aimee be so surprised?

If that was really the case, then Stanley was lying to her.

Thinking about this, Violet grunted at Stanley.

Stanley raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

Violet ignored him and withdrew her gaze after giving him a blank look.

This made Stanley even more confused.

But he was, after all, a wise man and quickly thought through what was going on and let out a bitter

laugh.

She knew he was lying to her.

It was all the work of Aimee, who talked too much.

Stanley gave Aimee another cool look, which made Aimee's scalp tingle while she was still confused.

What's the situation?

Why is Mr. Murphy looking at her like that again?

She doesn't seem to be doing anything now, does she?

Aimee thought with some uncertainty.

George loosened the arms that were looped together and sat up straight again to pick up his

chopsticks and continue eating.

These guys were quite interesting.

The meal came to an end with a few people each having their own thoughts.

Aimee was afraid of Stanley, so after eating, she excused herself and went to her room, not even to

see Jimmy.

Naturally, George also went to his room to hide in the quiet.

Only Violet and Stanley were left in the living room.

Violet looked at him, "Say it, what exactly did Aimee give me, it's not pajamas, is it?"

Stanley's eyes wandered sheepishly elsewhere and he did not reply.

But with this look, he had made it very clear that he was just lying, and what Aimee had prepared was

indeed not pajamas.

"You actually lied to me!" Violet puffed up her face in anger and her eyes were red.

When Stanley saw her like this, his heart softened, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, I'll show you exactly what it

is now, okay?"

With that, he took her hand.

Anyway, it's now evening and the meal has been eaten, so it's time to do a little after-dinner exercise.

After a brilliant flash in his eyes, Stanley pulled Violet towards the stairs.

Violet happened to want to know what Aimee had given her, so she followed him obediently, not

noticing his little thought.

Stanley opened the door to the room and pulled Violet inside.

Once inside, Violet started urging, "Go get what you've hidden."

Stanley looked at her so impatient, his thin lips hooked and he nodded slightly, "Don't rush, I'll go now."

As he spoke, he let go of Violet's hand and headed for the cloakroom.

Violet sat on the sofa in her room, staring in the direction of the cloakroom with her head cocked in

anticipation.

After waiting for about two minutes, Stanley came out, holding the box from before.

When Violet looked at him coming towards her, her eyes fell on the box and she couldn't retract them.

It's as if the box, inside, contains something important.

In fact, for Violet, what was in the box was really no different from what was important.

After all, having them say nothing about it, it was clear that what was in the box must not be simple.

Stanley came to Violet and handed the box over with both hands, "There, you can see it."

Violet did not immediately take the box, but looked up and stared at the man for a moment first, seeing

the encouragement in his eyes, before she took a breath, stretched out her hands and took the box.

Violet put the box on her lap, and Stanley followed suit, sitting opposite her, his eyes darkening as he

looked at her.

Under the man's gaze, Violet opened the box.

Her eyes were still expectant, anticipating the contents of the box.

However, the next moment, after seeing the contents of the box, her face changed. She stood up in

shock and threw the box away.

Stanley did not expect her to react so strongly, and after freezing for a moment, he hurriedly got up to

catch the box and the things thrown out of it.

After catching it, Stanley said, "Be careful, don't get it dirty."

Seeing the way the man's clothes valued this thing, Violet was angry and ashamed, blushed, "Stanley!"

She called out his name straight away.

Stanley asked, "What's wrong?"

"And you're asking me what's wrong!" Violet pointed emotionally at the box in his hand, "That thing ......

That thing ......"

The thing that shamed her so much she could barely say it.

Yet Stanley had a smile on his face, "This is the gift that Aimee gave us."

Violet was speechless for a moment.

No wonder Aimee said the mystery made her go back to her room and look at it again.

No wonder George guessed what it was, but refused to tell her.

It's no wonder the man saw it and secretly hid it from her, because she would surely have lost it when

she found out.

And he was unwilling to let her throw it!

Because it's something that's a bit hard for women to talk about, but men love it.

That's why Aimee said that Mr. Murphy must have liked it.

Because, it's a set of erotic underwear!

And it's the kind that covers very little.

Aimee actually dared to buy this! And had the audacity to give it to her!

With that thought, Violet took a deep breath and tried to suppress her anger.

But she overestimated herself, and finally she simply did not suppress her anger, exasperated: "Aimee

actually gave me such a thing, said it is to promote our relationship, this thing ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Stanley, "It's what promotes our

relationship, don't you think so?"

He leaned close to her and whispered in her ear.

Violet blushed, directly pushed him away, "No, I'm going to find her and tell her to take this back."

With that, she was about to walk out the door.

Stanley took her wrist, "She's doing it for our own good."

"For our own good?" Violet turned her head and looked at the man incredulously, "Stanley, don't you

usually hate Aimee the most? Because Aimee has no decent mouth, and now you're being nice and

actually speaking up for her."

Stanley coughed lightly, "I like the gift she gave us, so I can speak up for her."

Violet's eyes widened, "You like it?"