He looked to Calvin.
Calvin nodded, "Just do what daddy says, this competition will help Mommy's career and I don't want
Mommy to give up on it because of us."
He knew Mommy.
If Mommy knew something like this happened to him and Arya, she would have given up the
competition and come running back immediately.
Stanley rubbed Calvin's head, "Go ahead."
"Yes." Fraser answered and turned to leave.
"Dad, am I useless?" Suddenly, Calvin asked in a depressed mood.
Stanley looked at him, "Why would you say that?"
"I promised Mommy before that I would protect Arya well, but I didn't." Calvin's eyes reddened and he
sobbed.
Stanley said with a gentle brow, "No, you did it and you did it well, you worked hard to protect Arya,
didn't you? It was only because of your physical condition that you couldn't stop it, but you are already
great."
"Really?" Calvin looked at him with teary eyes.
"Really."
Not only did Stanley nod, but Bella nodded as well, "Of course it's true, Calvin is great."
Calvin finally broke into a smile, "But I still can't do anything to protect Arya."
"Then try to get stronger and grow up faster." Stanley said as he stood up.
Those words were like a spark that ignited in Calvin's heart.
He squeezed his little fist and took a deep breath, his childish little face filled with determination, "Okay,
I must grow up quickly and become stronger, Daddy, I want to learn sparring."
He wanted to learn this so that he could better protect Arya.
Even if he met an adult, he could use his skills to break his opponent instead of being powerless, like
this time.
"Ok." Stanley nodded and agreed, "I'll arrange a teacher for you when Arya is well."
"Thank you, Dad." Calvin said gratefully.
Stanley smiled.
At that moment, the operating room opened and a nurse came out of it.
Bella stopped her in a hurry, "Nurse, how's the girl in there?"
The nurse looked at them and responded, "She has a broken arm and a lot of blood from a ruptured
scalp, the arm has now been corrected and the head wound has been stitched up, but it needs blood
transfusion, except that the child has RH negative blood. I'm about to go to the blood bank now to see
if there's any of that blood."
"No need, take mine." Stanley said immediately.
He was of the RH negative blood. He had wanted to give Calvin transfusion when he was in the car
accident.
But it was stopped by Violet, who chose Ivan in the end.
But now was not the time to be jealous, and Stanley took off his jacket and tossed it to Bella,
unbuttoning the cufflinks of his shirt and pulling the sleeves up to reveal his sturdy arms.
The nurse saw that he was ready to draw blood, so naturally she couldn't refuse, but just in case, she
asked, "What is the relationship between you and the child inside? If it's a parent-child relationship, you
can't donate blood."
"I am her stepfather." Stanley replied in a deep voice.
The nurse was surprised, "Stepfather and daughter with the same blood type, so you're really related,
come with me."
"Take good care of Calvin, I'll go first." Stanley said to Bella before following the nurse.
About ten minutes later, Stanley returned holding down a cotton swab, his face pale, and at a glance, a
lot of blood had been drawn.
"Mr. Murphy, are you okay?" Bella helped him to sit down in a chair, which was next to Calvin.
"I'm fine, I'm just a little dizzy." Stanley shook his head, his voice hoarse as he answered.
Calvin looked at him and remembered something, pulling two candies out of his pocket and handing
them over, "Here, Dad."
Stanley looked at the two candies and raised his eyebrows.
Calvin's eyes were bleak, "I put them in my pocket so that I can coax Arya, but Arya ......"
"Don't worry, Arya will be fine." Stanley stroked his head, then took the two candies and unwrapped
them, eating one and giving the other to Calvin.
The two ate their candy and slowly calmed down.
Just then, Stanley's cell phone rang.
He let go of the swab and pulled his cell phone out of his pants pocket, his pupils shrinking when he
saw the caller ID.
Calvin saw it too and blinked, "It's Mommy."
Stanley pursed his lips.
It was still the middle of the night abroad, so it was logical that she was still sleeping, so how could she
call out of the blue?
Was it possible that she knew something had happened to the two kids?
If so, who told her?
Stanley lowered his eyes, and after a moment of hesitation, he still picked up the phone.
"Stanley." Violet's somewhat tired voice came, "Didn't disturb your work, right?"
Stanley's eyes darkened slightly.
She didn't ask how the two kids were doing.
It seemed that she didn't know about what happened to the two kids yet.
"No." Stanley took Calvin's hand, his voice trying to be calm, "It's so late, why are you suddenly
calling?"
Violet held the blanket and sat on the bed, her forehead covered in sweat and her face looked pale, "I
just had a bad dream."
"Bad dream?" Stanley narrowed his eyes.
Violet nodded, "I dreamed that Calvin and Arya were kidnapped, then I woke up straight away in shock,
and when I woke up, my heart was clogged up and I felt bad, so I called and wanted to hear your
voice."
There was some surprise in Stanley's eyes.
She had a dream just after the two kids had been in an accident, although her dream was different from
what happened to the two kids.
But it was still amazing.
Could it be that this was the mother-son connection?
"Don't worry, the two kids are fine, the dream world is the opposite of reality." Stanley reassured.
Violet pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "I know that too, but I don't know why I am unsettled,
Stanley, I want to hear the voices of the two kids."
She couldn't be at peace until she heard the sounds of her two kids, she thought.
Stanley pursed his lips, "The two kids are at the villa, call Bella later and tell her to put the two kids on
the phone."
"Well, then." Violet nodded her head.
The two then hung up the phone.
Stanley looked to Bella, "Violet is going to call you later, remember to cover it well."
"Okay." Bella nodded.
Stanley looked at Calvin again.
Calvin spoke before Stanley opened his mouth, "Don't worry, daddy, I won't let Mommy notice."
"I'm sorry." Stanley had an apologetic look in his eyes.
Calvin shook his head, "It is ok, we can’t tell her for the sake of Mommy's dream."
Just as he spoke, Bella's cell phone rang.
"Mrs. Murphy is calling." Bella took her phone out, glanced at the caller ID, and answered, "Hello, Mrs.
Murphy."
"Bella, are Calvin and Arya home?" Violet asked.
It was the weekend and both kids didn't go to school.
Bella looked at Calvin, "Yes."
Violet sighed in relief, "Then please put them on the phone."
"Yes, but only Calvin can be on the phone, Arya is asleep." Bella said.
Violet smiled, "It's okay, let me hear Calvin's voice."
"Hold on, Mrs. Murphy, I'll go upstairs." Bella said, taking a few steps in place and pretending to go
upstairs.
Violet listened to the sound of footsteps on the phone and felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell.
She didn't think much of it either, because Calvin's voice came, "Mommy."
"Baby." Violet heard the child's voice, finally feeling relieved.
"Hold on, Mrs. Murphy, I'll go upstairs." Bella said, taking a few steps in place and pretending to go
upstairs.
Violet listened to the sound of footsteps on the phone and felt something was wrong, but couldn't tell.
She didn't think much of it either, because Calvin's voice came, "Mommy."
"Baby." Violet heard the child's voice, finally feeling relieved.
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