Violet suppressed the exhaustion in her heart and reached out to touch the two kids' faces, "It's okay,
don't worry, I will take care of it."
"But ......"
Calvin was about to say something else.
Violet rubbed her brow, "Alright, you guys go back to your rooms first, let me have some quiet time and
think of a way to clear the air with your dad."
"Okay." Calvin nodded and pulled Arya upstairs.
Walking up the stairs, Arya spoke in a small voice, "Brother, if Daddy treats us all like this in the future,
are we going to lose him?"
"No." Calvin answered with a serious face, "I will find a way to make Daddy and Mommy make up, and
as long as they are good again, he will still be our Daddy."
"Well, then I'm going to help too!" Arya smiled.
"Then let's go back to our room and figure out what to do." Calvin opened the door to his room and
pulled her inside.
In the study.
Ivy stood in front of Stanley's desk apprehensively, "Staley, are you angry with me?"
"Ivy, this is your second time to stitch Violet up. Last time you fell, but said Violet pushed you, this time
you are not only abusive to Violet, but also to two kids. When did you become so vicious?" Stanley
looked at her with a stranger's glance.
Ivy's panicked, and then she said indignantly, "Stanley, I am vicious? I did it all for you."
"For me?" Stanley frowned.
Ivy nodded, "Yes, I asked you last night why you were suddenly so cold to Miss Hunt, and you told me
that Miss Hunt was your enemy, so I tried to help you."
"Your so-called help is to vilify two innocent kids with such language?" Stanley slapped his hand on the
table.
Ivy froze, "I could only do that. You love Miss Hunt, but there was a deep hatred between you, you said
you didn't know how to get along with Miss Hunt, so I thought, let Miss Hunt leave you voluntarily.
That’s why I said something like that."
When she said that, she took a breath and added, "As long as Miss Hunt can't accept these
humiliations, she will definitely leave of her own accord so that you don't have to be struggling with how
to get along with her."
"Whether you're doing it for me or for yourself, Ivy, you know it in your heart." Stanley narrowed his
eyes, gazing at her as if he wanted to see her through.
Ivy's heart was weak and her gaze dodged unconsciously, "Stanley, of course I'm doing this for you, I'm
with Henry now, how could I possibly do something nasty?"
"I hope so." Stanley spoke coldly.
Ivy was slightly relieved to see that he didn't pursue the matter, and looked at him as she added,
"Stanley, then how about you cite this solution of mine? Since you don't know how to get along with
her, then it would be the best option for you two to separate."
"This is my business, no need for you to interfere." Stanley pursed his lips impatiently.
Ivy was upset in her heart, "Stanley, don't you give up? Miss Hunt is one of the murderers who killed
your parents, you are with her and helping her raise those two kids, what do you want your parents
think?"
"That's enough, get out, you're not in charge of my affairs!" Stanley pointed at the door with an icy face.
Ivy knew he was furious and didn't dare to confront him, her voice softened, "Fine, I'll go out, but
Stanley, I hope you think about it, it's better for you and Miss Hunt to separate, otherwise you'll just
become a pair of resentful couples."
With that, she turned and went out.
Silence returned to the study, and Stanley closed his eyes in exhaustion, his arm resting on the sofa.
How could he not know that separating from Violet would be the best option?
But he really loved her, and the thought of being separated made his heart ache.
What the hell was he going to do?
His phone rang.
Stanley picked his phone up, glancing at the caller ID and putting it to his ear, his voice low and feeble,
"What is it?"
"I heard from Ivy that you and Violet have a rift in your relationship, is that true?" Henry asked.
Stanley didn't say anything.
Henry added, "It seems to be true, Ivy said that Violet's mother ran over your parents, is that true?"
"It's true." Stanley's throat twitched slightly as he answered.
Henry pushed his glasses, "Then I can understand your attitude towards Violet, after all, the feud of
killing your father and mother is in the middle, it can't be the same as before, but you have to face it.
How do you plan to resolve it?"
Stanley leaned back in his chair, both eyes darkening as he looked at the ceiling, "I don't know."
"I understand, after all, you love her." Henry continued, "But it's better to settle this before it's too late,
otherwise it won't be good for you and Violet, or those two kids."
"There's no need for you to remind me." Stanley responded with an expressionless face.
Henry shrugged his shoulders, "If it weren't for the fact that you're my friend, I wouldn't have called you,
anyway, settle it early, it's not good to drag it out. Besides, the person behind the revelation that Violet's
mother was the murderer of your parents must have some purpose, otherwise why would he reveal it at
this time?"
"I know, Fraser is investigating on it."
But he had not had the result yet.
"Alright then, how about coming out for a drink tonight? I heard from Ivy that you've been depressed
these past two days." Henry invited him to have a drink.
Stanley's thin lips twitched, wanting to refuse, but eventually he agreed.
Hanging up the phone, he put it down and got up to leave the study.
Just as he walked to the stairway, he saw Violet coming up from downstairs.
Violet was about to go to him. When she saw him, her eyes lit up, "Stanley, wait."
Afraid that he would ignore her, she hastily pulled his arm to keep him from leaving.
Stanley didn't shake her off and stopped his pace.
Violet slightly breathed a sigh of relief, "Stanley, I know you don't want to talk to me, that's fine, we'll talk
about it next time. Let's talk about something else this time, I sent you a message during the day about
telling you a secret, originally I wanted to tell you this secret as your birthday present, but now I can't
wait."
With that, she took a deep breath, suppressing the tension inside her, and looked at him as she slowly
spoke, "The secret is about the two kids, in fact, you are their biological father."
Stanley's pupils shrank.
How was that possible!
Seeing the shock in Stanley's eyes, Violet lowered her head, "I'm sorry, I've been hiding it from you
because I was afraid you would fight me for the custody of the two kids, but when we got married later,
I was ready to tell you, I just never had the right opportunity, so I decided to say it on your birthday, but I
didn't expect ......"
"Do you think I'll believe that?" Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Stanley
coldly.
Violet was stunned for a moment and looked up at him, looking at the sarcasm in his eyes, she stared
incredulously, "Stanley, what do you mean, do you think I'm lying to you?"
"Don’t you?" Stanley shook off her hand.
Violet shook her head, "Of course not, what I said is true. They really are your kids, that night five years
ago ......"
"Alright, I know very well in my heart whether they are my kids or not. Do you think I haven't done a
paternity test?" The sarcasm in Stanley's eyes grew thicker and thicker.
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