Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Aimee gave her a look and said in a hurry, "Fine, fine, I'll answer it now, don't rush me, my hands will shake when you rush me, what if I drop the phone later?" "Okay, I won't rush you." Violet said with a smile.

Aimee smiled, "That's right."

As the words left her mouth, she put the phone to her ear and answered the call.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Aimee's expression suddenly froze and her whole body sat on the sofa, motionless and rigid.

Seeing her like this, Violet's heart thudded with some bad premonition.

Did they lose?

Why else would she look like that?

If she had won, she should have been excited and cheering, but instead she looked dazed, which was so unpleasant to watch that it was easy to think that she had lost. However, Violet did not immediately open her mouth to ask questions, as the call had not yet ended.

She clenched her palms and stared intently at Aimee, her heart lifting high and unable to fall back into place.

After a while, the call seemed to end.

Aimee slowly took the phone off her ear.

But her expression sentence was still as dull as ever, and her eyes were dull as well, looking ahead without stirring. Violet couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed her wrist and asked, "Aimee, what's going on? Is it about the result?"

Aimee's eyes flickered for a moment when she heard Violet's voice, and finally there was a movement.

She slowly turned her neck to look at Violet, and at Violet's eager gaze, slowly nodded her head, indicating that the phone call was, indeed, about the result.

After confirming her suspicions, Violet's did not sigh with relief, but became even more nervous.

After all, it's about the result, and with Aimee looking the way she did just now, it would suggest that what she just thought could also be right.

She and Aimee lost and did not get the champion.

When she thought of this, Violet only felt her body go cold, and her mouth moved, but no sound came out for a long time.

She had always thought that she and Aimee would win.

She wanted the opportunity to design a dress for the World Games so badly, but she missed it.

For a moment, Violet's face turned pale, her gaze became confused, and her upright and straight back suddenly bent down at this moment, lost in thought.

Just when Violet's eyes were flooded with heat and she wanted to shed some tears, Aimee, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke, "Violet."

"Yes?" Violet looked down and wiped the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, forced down the loss in her heart, squeezed out a smile and responded reluctantly, "What?" Aimee looked at her for several seconds before the corners of her mouth suddenly lifted, "We won."

"What?" Violet froze.

Aimee grabbed her shoulders with both hands and shook them excitedly, "Violet, we won, we're the champions, we got the World Games dress design slot, Violet!" Hearing this, Violet froze, as if in some disbelief.

After a while, she finally slowed down, pupils slightly dilated, eyes also widened, grabbed Aimee's shoulders, her voice trembling, asked, "What did you just say? We ...... won?" Her voice was not only shaky, but also hoarse, a stiffening condition that occurred when her voice changed from lost to excited all at once.

But it was equally proof that she was starting to get excited at the moment.

"Yes, we won, we won, Violet." Aimee looked at Violet and nodded her head in excitement, her eyes moistened.

Violet could not believe that they had really won.

They won the title and took the World Games dress design slot.

They really won!

Realizing this, Violet could no longer hold back the excitement inside her and a bright smile lifted up on her face.

She was beautiful, and when she smiled, she was even more beautiful.

Aimee stared blankly at Violet's gorgeous face, her mouth slightly open, motionless, obviously fascinated by the look, involuntarily murmured, "So beautiful ......"

Violet heard her low murmur and turned her head to look at her, seeing her silly look, and suddenly poofed, smiling even wider.

"So silly." Violet couldn't help but gently nod Aimee's forehead.

Aimee snapped out of her beauty and rubbed her forehead with a laugh, "I'm not silly, I'm just bewildered by you. How can you be so beautiful?"

She looked at Violet's face, "If I were a man, I would have chased you, hey, it's a pity that I'm a woman, a woman who only likes men, otherwise I would have chased you, what a pity." She shook her head with a regretful expression, "How can Mr. Murphy be so lucky?"

When Violet heard these words from her, she couldn't help but roll her eyes, "What are you talking about? Let's talk about what we just said, I still have a score to settle with you." "Settle a score?" Aimee was stunned, "Violet, what kind of score do you want to settle with me?"

The corner of Violet's mouth curled up into a cold smile, "What do you think? Just now when you answered the phone, you looked you had suffered a huge blow, it scared me so much. I thought we had lost, I was ready to cry, but then you told me later that we had won, do you know how I felt? At first I fell into hell and then finally I rose into heaven, you should be glad I don't have a heart attack, otherwise I would have been scared to death by you."

With that, she slapped Aimee's shoulder without good grace.

Aimee covered her shoulder which was sorely tapped, and also reacted that her reaction just now was indeed very easy to misunderstand, and spat out her tongue knowing that she was in the wrong, "I was wrong, I just heard that we won, and for a moment I couldn't believe it, and then I froze up, I didn't mean to mislead you on purpose."

"I believe that." Violet nodded, "I believe it's true that you froze instead because you were too happy for a moment when we won and won the championship, but it's equally true that you scared me, so tell me, how can you compensate me?"This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Aimee smiled, "Big deal, I'll send you and Mr. Murphy a gift?"

"A gift?" Violet raised an eyebrow, "What kind of gift?"

Aimee's eyes rolled and she gave a lewd smile, "I can't tell you because I haven't bought it yet, when I get it back tonight, you'll know. Don't worry, my gift will bring the relationship between you and Mr. Murphy back to the height of your relationship instantly."

She blinked at Violet.

Violet's heart thudded again, with a sense of foreboding.

Why did she get the feeling that the gift that Aimee was talking about would not be anything good?

Just when Violet was hesitating to ask Aimee to forget about it and not to send the gifts, Aimee suddenly stood up, "Okay, I should go out to buy gift for you and Mr. Murphy, by the way, I'd like to tell you that the award ceremony as well as the closing ceremony of the competition will be held in three days, bye."

With that, she waved her hand and hummed as she headed for the entrance hall.

Violet looked at her back and reached out her hand to call out to her.

But her figure soon disappeared in the entrance hall, and it was too late for Violet to call out to her.

Violet had no choice but to give up and put her hand back, shaking her head with a somewhat helpless smile.

Fine, then she would just wait for the gift that would bring her and Stanley's relationship back to its strongest days. She would like to see what gift, exactly, could be so good.☐☐☐