One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 725 Parent-Child Time

Facing the woman's eyes, Stanley's thin lips opened as if he wanted to say something, but he

eventually swallowed it back and gave a muffled, "Okay, I won't pull it out."

When he finished, he turned his head back.

Just let her cupping him if she wants to, just let her have some fun and cheer her up.

Yes, Stanley didn't believe in the effect of cupping on sore joints and muscles at all, in his opinion, it

was just inexplicable.

But Violet felt that it had an effect, and he couldn't say anything, or else she would be upset, or he

would be the one to coax her.

Seeing Stanley obediently turn back, Violet then smiled in satisfaction, then proceeded to pick up a

small glass jar, dripped essential oil in it, lit it on fire, and pressed it on his back.

He didn't know how long it took, but Stanley felt the one glass on his back being removed by the

woman.

The woman patted him on the shoulder, "Well, move around and see if there's any relief."

Stanley frowned.

Relief so soon?

How can that be!

Although he thought so, Stanley did as he was told in order not to upset Violet, sitting up straight and

slightly moving his arms and neck as well as his back.

And he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he really did feel lighter all over.

At the thought, Stanley squeezed his shoulder and his eyes suddenly widened.

Because he felt his shoulder muscles, they weren't really as hard as they had been at first, and when

he squeezed them, they didn't even feel any soreness anymore.

So it was really working.

Stanley turned around incredulously and stared at the small glass jars, shock clearly written in his eyes,

clearly not quite understanding how lighting a fire in it and then placing it on his skin and letting the jars

suck in his skin could relieve his sore muscles.

But even more thoughtlessness made it impossible for Stanley to deny that the effect was, indeed,

greatly surprising.

Looking at the man who couldn't come out of his surprise for a long time, Violet knew what he was

incredulous about, and couldn't help but give a light laugh, "How about it, my fire cupping is good,

right?"

Stanley nodded, "Indeed."

He was wrong and shouldn't have thought it wouldn't be of any use.

On the contrary, it was really useful.

For the first time, he felt him wrong.

"Good, in the future when your muscles are sore, I'll do it for you again, but don't refuse again like

before." Violet said with a smile.

Yes, the idea of cupping him had crossed her mind before.

But Stanley said he wouldn't do anything, so she had to let it go.

The fire cupping was done on him this moment, and only while he was asleep.

But the good thing was that the results were good, and the fire cupping worked and was recognized by

him.

Stanley nodded, "Good."

He agreed.

And he did no longer reject this so-called medicine method.

Because of the effect, which he personally experienced.

There was a downside though, and although he was relaxed after the cupping, the cupping left a purple

and red mark that took several days to disappear.

Stanley twisted his head to look at a circular purple and red mark below his shoulder and couldn't help

but sigh.

The marks look like they'd been beaten.

When Violet saw the man staring at the marks left by the fire cupping in a daze, she couldn't help but

cover her lips and laugh, "Now you're a down-to-earth president."

"Well, the water's getting cold, so get up first." Stanley turned his head back and stood up propped up

against the sides of the bath.

Violet nodded, put the essential oil down, and got up after him.

The two of them rinsed their bodies under the shower, then changed into their bathrobes and exited the

bathroom.

By the time the two of them dried their hair and changed into their housecoats and came downstairs,

Bella had already prepared dinner and the two children, too, had been picked up by the driver Stanley

had arranged.

Seeing Violet, the two children's eyes lit up in unison before they ran towards Violet together.

But before they could run to Violet, the two children were stopped by Stanley.

"Daddy?" The two children looked at Stanley with crooked heads in confusion, obviously not

understanding why Stanley was stopping them from getting close to their mommy.

Stanley naturally read the two children's eyes, squatted down and touched the two children's heads,

softly said, "You are now six years old, you have grown a lot taller than before, so you are also much

stronger, you can no longer run directly into mommy like before, and mommy can no longer catch you

without moving like before, you will knock mommy down if you run over like this, understand? Got it?"

"We got it." The two children nodded in realization at that.

Then looking to Violet, they sheepishly apologized, "Sorry mommy, we didn't mean to."

In fact, Calvin could think of all this, just suddenly seeing Violet back, he was excited, plus children are

already very sticky to their parents, so that was why they didn't think of them growing taller and

stronger all of a sudden.

"It's okay." Violet smiled at the two children, "You can't just bump over like you did before, but you can

walk over and hug mommy, right?"

She gently scratched the little noses of her two children.

Both children nodded in unison, "Right."

"Okay, put your bag down, we'll eat first." Violet reached her hand.

The two kids did as they were told, dutifully taking off their school bags and dropping them on the

couch before pulling Stanley and Violet with them and heading for the dining room. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

After the meal, Stanley rarely did not go to the study to deal with his work.

Violet also didn't go to her studio to work, but brought them together in the living room, watching

cartoons with the two children and enjoying parent-child time.

This was what she and Stanley agreed to do, because both of them were busy people and could not be

with the children all the time, but the children could not lack the company of their parents either, so she

discussed with Stanley that for a week, on the evenings no one would work, and they would exclusively

accompany the two children to watch TV, or play with toys, tell stories or whatever.

Naturally, Stanley readily agreed.

And this evening they were dedicated to spending time with the kids.

Just when the family of four was watching cartoons and having fun, Stanley's cell phone rang.

Violet looked towards him.

Stanley knew that his phone had broken the family cozy and apologized in embarrassment.

"It's okay, see who's calling, if it's urgent, you should still answer it." Violet said.

Calvin nodded, "Yeah dad, if it's really urgent, just deal with it first, it's still a long time anyway."

"Yes, daddy go ahead." Arya said.

Seeing how open-minded all three were, Stanley smiled before taking out his phone and looking at it.

"Henry called." Stanley pursed his lips.

Violet was surprised, "Mr. Baxter? It's so late, what's he calling for."

Stanley responded and answered the phone.

Not knowing what Henry on the other end of the phone had said, Violet saw Stanley with a somewhat

bad expression, and hung up the phone after finally saying 'there's no need'.

"What's wrong?" Violet asked.

Stanley turned his phone off and dropped it on the coffee table, "Henry has found a cemetery for Ivy

and is preparing to bury her tomorrow, asking if we want to go and see it."

"Why." Violet was instantly disinterested and said faintly.

What kind of person would go to the funeral of an enemy?