Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Stanley pursed his thin lips and did not answer.

Henry didn’t care. He touched his chin and said, “See, he ordered a bottle of Louis XIII. He didn’t finish a cup, but he kept pouring for Violet. He wants to make Violet get drunk and then does something."

Hearing this, Stanley clenched his hands on the edge of the window abruptly. Then his eyes became cold.

Seeing Stanley like this, Henry felt Stanley’s abnormal concern for Violet, and his heart sank, "Stanley, are you really..."

Before he finished speaking, Stanley suddenly turned around and walked towards the door of the private room.

Henry was stunned, "Stanley, where are you going?"

Stanley still ignored him, opened the door and went out.

Henry rubbed his baby face helplessly. After muttering something, he hurried to catch up with Stanley.

Downstairs, Violet was already drunk at the moment. Her face was flushed, and her eyes widened. She was sitting there and was hiccupping.

George put down his chopsticks, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her, then spread his five fingers, "Violet, how many fingers?"

Violet blinked her blurred eyes and looked at it for a while before spit out a number uncertainly, "Two?"

A gloomy light flashed across George's eyes, "Wrong! This is five. Violet, you are drunk."

"I... I'm not drunk!" Violet was dissatisfied, pursing her red lips to retort on the spot.

George took off his glasses and put it in his chest pocket. The he smiled lowly, coaxing her softly like coaxing a child, "Okay, okay, you are not drunk. I am drunk. Shall we go home?"

"Okay." Violet hiccupped and nodded obediently.

George stood up and called the waiter to check out.

After checking out, he put Violet's bag on his shoulder first, and then he helped Violet stand up with putting one hand around her waist.

Smelling the fragrance from Violet and the strong aroma of Louis XIII, George took a deep breath, his eyes full of madness.

moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded,

source of the sound. Then

Why were they here?

walked to George and stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at

it. Instead, he held Violet more tightly, "Why do I have to give her

narrowed his eyes, "Why? You deliberately made her drunk. Do you still need

eyes, "Mr. Murphy, I don't understand what you are talking about. Please let

it again. Give her to

him without fear, "What if

couldn't bear it anymore. He had been stayed by Violet’s side for five years. But he got nothing. She just knew Stanley one or two months, then she got so

out in the excuse of celebrating, just to get her. As long as he got her, she would be with him, so he would

were fierce. His face was

was taken aback

was usually gentle, elegant and

like this basically had psychological problems. Did George

looked at George

gave him a

being stared at by a poisonous snake, Henry couldn't help

Stanley had no time to care about what happened to Henry. He stretched out his hand to grab Violet's wrist, trying

was not slow. At the moment Violet was dragged by Stanley, George grabbed Violet's

two of them, swaying from side to side, feeling dizzy. She groaned

couldn’t stand it anymore. He took a step forward and put his hand on the hands of George and Violet. He smiled and broke George’s hand free little by little, "Dr. Joe, I heard you have a paper, which has already published. How about we discuss

and told

a chance to leave? He looked at Henry

small body. Although he knew that he might

deep look at Henry, Stanley picked up Violet, and walked away under George's murderous

lot, Fraser saw Stanley approaching with a person in his arms from a long

arms was Violet. Then he opened his

into the car

and started