One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Stanley opened his eyes swiftly. His eyes were sharp, and the he sat up from the ground.

After seeing that the person in front of him was Violet, he dropped all his vigilance, "It's you?"

"It's me." Violet helped him up, "Why are you lying here, Mr. Murphy?"

There were only two apartments on this floor. One of which was the home of her and her two children, and the other was unoccupied.

If she hadn't found that he slept here, he would probably lie here all night.

"I live here." Stanley shook his somewhat groggy head and replied in a dumb voice.

Violet was stunned, "Live here? Here?" She pointed to the door on her left hand uncertainly.

Stanley gave a hmm, took out a magnetic card from his pocket and gave it to her, "Thank you! I'm dizzy."

"Okay." Violet quickly took over the magnetic card with the surprise.

Ding! The door was opened!

The lights in the entire apartment were on.

Violet helped Stanley go in, put him on the sofa, then got up and looked at his apartment.

The apartment was much larger than hers, but it was also very monotonous. There was nothing but basic furniture and appliances, and it was very empty. "Mr. Murphy just bought this apartment?" Violet looked at Stanley and asked.

"No." Stanley rubbed his temples, "I bought it very early, but I haven't lived there." "So why does Mr. Murphy think about coming over to live tonight?" Violet was curious.

Stanley paused for a moment, then lowered his eyelids to cover the gloom in his eyes.

Regarding her question, in fact, he himself couldn't tell the reason. He had a lot of houses, and he could live anyone of them.

But when he made the decision, the faces of the three of them suddenly popped into his mind, so then he turned the car and drove over.

Seeing Stanley's delay in answering, Violet thought she shouldn't ask this, so she quickly changed the subject with a light cough, "Mr. Murphy, I'll cook some hangover soup for you." After speaking, she left his apartment.

But when she returned after cooking the hangover soup, Stanley was already drunk and fell asleep on the sofa.

It seemed that he didn't have to drink the hangover soup!

Violet looked down at the hangover soup in her hand, and then she put it on the coffee table, went to the room and found a quilt to cover Stanley. After doing those, she was ready to go back to rest. As soon as she turned around, her hand was caught.

Violet thought that Stanley was awake, so she immediately looked back, only to find that he was not awake. He should be dreaming.

"Mr. Murphy, let go of your hand, okay?" Violet bent over and said softly in Stanley's ear.

However, Stanley didn't respond. He didn't wake up when she called his name.

Violet had no choice but to get rid of Stanley's hand by herself, trying to pull her hand out.

But unfortunately, the harder she got rid of it, the tighter Stanley held her hand.

Finally Violet gave up, looking at the man on the sofa with a headache.

He was not going to let her go back?

Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang.

Violet took a long sigh, took out the phone and looked at it. Seeing the caller ID, she suddenly smiled, "Mom."

"Violet, are you asleep?" A gentle and kind middle-aged female voice came over the phone.

Violet glanced at Stanley bitterly, "No."

Being dragged by him, she couldn't even go home, let alone sleep.

"Well, I'm afraid of waking you up." Lily Smith laughed twice.

Violet sat down next to Stanley, "Mom, why do you think of calling me so late?"

"Nothing! I just want to tell you that I plan to go back next month to mourn your Grandpa and Grandma." Lily replied.

Violet said, "Okay, I will pick you up at the airport then."

"Okay." Lily nodded, "You go to sleep. Mom won't bother you."

"Bye." Violet replied.

After hanging up the phone, Violet put away the phone, propped her head and looked at the man helplessly, wondering whether to wake him up.

At this time, Stanley's thin lips moved suddenly, seeming to be mumbling something.

Violet didn't hear clearly, so she put her ear to his lips, "Mr. Murphy, what are you talking about?"

"Mom..." Stanley grabbed Violet's hand and tightened again, his voice filled with begging, "Don't leave. I will listen to Grandpa. Please don't leave me..."

Mom?

Violet was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Stanley in his sleep was calling his mother.

Speaking of it, Stanley's parents seemed to have passed away when he was very young.

It was just that no one knew how exactly they died, and the Hunt family hadn't announced it to the public. So it had always been a mystery.

"Okay, I won't leave. I won't leave." Violet gently patted the back of Stanley's hand, coaxing him like coaxing a child.

She was also a mother. Seeing him miss his mother like this, she was naturally touched. Besides, she dispelled the idea of waking him up.

Perhaps he should be reunited with his mother in his dream at this moment.

Perhaps Stanley heard Violet's voice, he gradually calmed down, but he still did not let go of Violet's hand.

Even as long as she moved a little, he immediately tightened his strength, for fear that she would disappear.

Violet could only stay here. At midnight, when Violet was already sleepy, Stanley still didn't let go of her hand. In the end, she couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep on the side of the sofa.

When Violet woke up the next day, she found that she was sleeping in Stanley's arms. She was so shocked.

But soon, she calmed down again and got up from his arms with a guilty conscience. She didn't dare to make a sound during the whole process, because she was afraid of waking him up and she couldn't explain it clearly at that time.

"Huh..." After finally standing on the ground, Violet patted her chest with a sigh of relief, and left gently with her slippers.

Not long after she left, Stanley woke up.

He got up with holding his head which was still somewhat dizzy. Looking at the pink quilt that fell to the ground, his eyes darkened in an instant.

But in the next second, he seemed to have nothing happened again. He picked up the quilt and walked towards the bathroom.

When he finished the shower, the phone on the coffee table was vibrating,

Stanley wiped his hair while holding the phone to his ear, "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Murphy, you are right. Ivan Murphy indeed wants your Grandpa's graveyard." Fraser reported.

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "What is the purpose?"

"According to the feedback from the people I sent to explore that land, there seems to be a crystal mine underground."

"Crystal mine?" Stanley stopped for a while, and then sneered, "Send someone to watch them. If they dare to move Grandpa's graveyard, just cut their hands off!"

He absolutely did not allow anyone to do anything to Grandpa's cemetery!

"Got it!" Fraser said firmly.

Stanley threw away the towel in his hand, "Is there anything else?"

"There is one more thing, but I'm not sure." Fraser said hesitantly, "Our people who watch Ivan Murphy abroad said that he has been lost in the last two days. I guess he may have returned, but he just hid himself."

"Then find him!" A complicated look flashed in Stanley's eyes.

"Yes, sir!" Fraser answered.

After the call, Stanley picked up the quilt on the sofa and walked to the opposite apartment.

Violet was washing Arya's face. When she heard the doorbell, she shouted to the outside of the bathroom, "Calvin, Mommy is busy. Go to open the door."

"Okay." Calvin put down the Rubik's cube in his hand, climbed off the sofa, and ran to the door.

Opening the door, he looked up at the man outside the door and opened his small mouth in surprise, "Uncle Murphy, why are you here?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐