Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 88 Handbag Was Robbed

"I'm okay." Violet nodded.

Stanley's tight face eased a lot, "That's good."

"Haha, Mr. Murphy, you and your fiancée have a very good relationship." A commenter said suddenly.

Violet was a little embarrassed. As soon as she was about to say that she was not Stanley's fiancée, Stanley spoke, "Thank you."

Violet looked at him in shock, "Mr. Murphy, why are you..."

Before she finished speaking, Stanley interrupted her, "There is no need to explain. There are some things, the more you explain, the more difficult it will be for people to believe. It will only waste time."

Hearing this, Violet nodded slightly, "You’re right."

"Drink this." Stanley put a glass of orange juice in front of her.

Violet glanced, "Orange juice?"

"Well, you only drank wine last night, so don't drink it tonight. I don't want you to vomit on another car." Stanley took a sip of his red wine and said lightly.

Violet blushed and lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "Ah, I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, she got up and got out of the private room.

After she came out of the bathroom, she was about to return when she suddenly saw a familiar figure walking by the end of the corridor.

"Phoebe?"

Violet frowned, wondering why Phoebe was here?

She seemed to be sneaky.

Was she doing something shameful?

Violet bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and decided to follow along.

However, when she chased over, Phoebe was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's she?" Violet murmured suspiciously.

There were no private rooms, only elevators and safe passages. Phoebe should have left.

about it, Violet sighed regretfully

came from the passage of the safety staircase,

around and approached

she heard another voice. It was a

give it to me!" In the passage door of the safety staircase, Phoebe looked at the small bottle in the man's hand, with excitement on her face. She couldn't wait to reach out to grab

was about to catch, the man suddenly

so angry, "What

happily, "Don't worry. I must give you it,

looked up and

drooped to hide the disgust in her eyes, "I advise

have already had sex with

mouth in surprise when she heard this, lest she

Holy shit!

hear? Violet

accident. I was drunk."

that time. You obviously wanted to

was very angry

in a word, stay with me

secrets about Phoebe in the man's hand. Phoebe gritted her teeth

the man and the woman having sex

shocked and

in the private room, she sat down with

this, he frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong

and then she thought of something. She immediately changed her words, "Nothing. When I just came back, I saw a

are mice in the hotel?" Stanley narrowed his eyes,

the orange juice in front of her, and replied with a guilty conscience, "Yes, it's a big one. It should have come

It seems that I have to tell the hotel about hygiene issues." Stanley picked up the napkin and wiped the corners

smile, and

didn't want to tell him what she saw, but the occasion was wrong. It was a party now. If she said it out, with his temper, the meal would definitely

he learned from others about being cuckolded, he would be so embarrassed. So Violet wanted to let himself find it

Violet was absent-minded all the time, thinking about how to euphemistically remind Stanley of being

by the end of the meal, she didn't think of a good

commenters, Violet followed Stanley out of the

couldn't help shivering, rubbing the

took off his coat and threw

startled slightly, "Mr.

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