One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 158 Sponge Him Down with the Alcohol

"He... he..." Bella pointed at Calvin incredulously, "Is he Miss Hunt and Mr. Murphy’s ..."

Violet had guessed that Bella would react like this before she came. After blinking, she waved her hand

and replied, "No, he is my child with someone else’s."

"Someone else?" Bella frowned, obviously not believing in Violet.

This boy looked the same as Mr. Murphy.

How could it be someone else's?

Violet knew what Bella was suspicious, but she did not explain too much. She let go of Calvin's head

and changed the subject, "Well, Bella, take me to see Mr. Murphy. Didn’t you say that Mr. Murphy

called my name in his dream?" Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

When Bella heard this, she let out the way sideways, "Yes, Miss Hunt, come in quickly."

Violet gave a hmm, and then took Calvin's hand into the villa.

After entering, Bella directly took Violet and Calvin to the master bedroom on the third floor.

Stanley was lying on the big bed with his eyes closed. Violet stood by the bed. Watching his pale face

and listening to his slightly rapid breathing, she couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead.

Then she frowned, "It's hot! Did you call a doctor?"

"I called. The doctor gave Mr. Murphy a fever-reducing injection." Bella sighed and replied.

Calvin was lying on the side of the hospital bed. He stared at Stanley, "Mommy, is Uncle Murphy

okay?"

"It's okay." Before Violet could answer, Bella spoke first, "It's just that we can’t bring his fever down yet."

Violet's eyes fell on the alcohol on the bedside, "Sponge Mr. Murphy down with alcohol. Should the

fever go down faster, right?"

Bella nodded, "Yeah, that's what the doctor said before he left. It's just that Mr. Murphy never let

anyone touch him. So I… Miss Hunt..."

Violet realized something, and opened her mouth, "Bella, do you want me to do it?"

Bella smiled and rubbed her hands on her apron, "Yes, that's what I meant. I thought that since Mr.

Murphy is calling your name in his dreams, he should not resist your touch."

"But..." Violet bit her lower lip in embarrassment, and wanted to say something.

Bella interrupted her beggingly, "Miss Hunt, for the sake of that Mr. Murphy gave you the coat last night,

please help him."

Since Bella said so, Violet couldn’t refute. She could only agree, "Okay, I get it."

She really didn't know why she had to come here.

"Thank you, Miss Hunt. Boy, go downstair with me. I will take you to eat delicious food." Bella happily

went to pull Calvin's hand.

Calvin looked at Violet. Seeing Violet nodding, he obediently held Bella’s hand.

After they went out, Violet and Stanley were left in the room.

Violet sighed long, turned her head again, and went to see the man on the bed.

The man was probably very uncomfortable right now. His chest covered with a thin quilt was constantly

rising and falling. His thin lips were slightly open, and he breathed heavily. More than that, his neck was

full of sweat. The sweat dripped down the Adam's apple, dripped into the collar of the pajamas and

disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Violet touched his neck. Then she felt that her hands sticky and even his neckline

was wet.

"Why do you sweat so much?" Violet pursed her lips, and then looked around in the room. After

confirming the direction of the bathroom, she went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water.

Violet put the basin on the head of the bed, took a bottle of medical alcohol used to reduce fever from

the head of the bed and opened it. She poured some into the water. After stirring it twice with her

hands, she took the towel on the edge of the basin and placed it in the water to get soaked. Then she

wringed dry to wipe Stanley's face, wiping off the sweat on Stanley's face little by little.

After wiping it off, she threw the towel into the basin, took a new anti-fever patch from the bedside, tore

it open, and pasted it on Stanley.

After doing this, Violet was a little helpless. Because next, it was time to sponge Stanley's body.

"OMG!" Violet rubbed her temples and looked at Stanley with frowning for a few seconds. Then she

took a deep breath and lifted the quilt off his body, then bent over to unbutton his black pajamas to take

off his pajamas.

Seeing his sturdy upper body, Violet breathed, inevitably blushing. The rhythm of her heartbeat became

much faster.

Although in the car last night, she also saw his body. But after all, there was still a thin layer of shirt

blocking the line of sight, which was not as clear as it was now.

Violet's eyes fell on the rows of evenly distributed abdominal muscles in Stanley's abdomen. Then she

couldn't help but touch it.

After touching it, she suddenly realized what she had done. She patted her cheek in annoyance. It took

her a while to calm down. She began to sponge him.

It lasted half an hour.

"Huh..." Violet supported herself up and sighed, holding a sponge in one hand, and patting her aching

back with the other, feeling like that she had just finished a battle. She was exhausted, and had a lot of

sweat.

Violet looked down at the man on the bed, smiled helplessly, then took the quilt again and covered him.

After doing these, she was ready to go to the bathroom to pour water.

But the moment she got up, the man suddenly grabbed the hem of her dress.

Violet couldn't walk anymore. She staggered back and fell back on the man, exclaiming. Then man

snorted after being bumped.

"Mr. Murphy!" Violet panicked, not caring about her painful back. She immediately turned around to

look at Stanley. She was worried that he couldn’t tell her where got hurt because of having a high fever.

Just when Violet lifted the quilt and was about to check his chest, he suddenly opened his eyes. After

looking at her for two seconds, he raised his other hand to hug her waist, rolled over and hugged her

into his arms. Then he closed his eyes again.

"Mr. Murphy? Mr. Murphy?" Violet gently pushed him, trying to break free from him.

But he seemed to fall asleep again, as if it was her hallucination that he had just woke up just now.

But Violet knew it was not. His hand was still on her waist.

Violet smelled the alcohol scent from the man, and felt the man's breath on her head, her heart beating

fast.

She also didn't expect that it would become like this, so she couldn't help but felt a little flustered.

But looking up at his handsome sleeping face, Violet couldn't help but felt a little dazed. The panic was

calmed down, and her tight body relaxed.

She put her hand which were against the man's chest on his face, gently tracing his eyebrows with her

fingertips. She suddenly felt a little sad.

She loved this man and he was also her children’s father. But he didn’t love her.

She knew that she couldn’t get close to this man. She should have forgotten him. But every time, she

couldn't help but got close to him. She didn't know what would happen if it continued.

"Hey..." Violet sighed with a wry smile, hesitated and worried.

But soon, this hesitation was broken by the mobile phone ringing suddenly.

Violet was shocked. She stiffened again, as if she was a guilty conscience. Then she quickly moved

Stanley's hand from her waist and got up from his arms.

After getting up, she first calmed herself down, then walked to the bedside, picked up his mobile phone

and looked at it. Then she saw the word “Ivy’ on the screen, beating constantly.