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

to look at the source of the sound.

Why were they here?

stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at Violet, who

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

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

reach the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. Murphy, I don't understand what you are talking about. Please let me go. Violet and I are

say it again. Give

at him without fear, "What if

and Stanley were very close recently. He couldn't bear it anymore. He had been stayed by Violet’s side for five years. But he got nothing. She

to get her. As long as he got her, she would be with him,

George's eyes were fierce. His face

taken aback by George.

that George, who was usually gentle, elegant and liked by patients,

this basically had psychological

at

gave him

if being stared at

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

slow. At the moment Violet was

swaying from side to side, feeling

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

he winked at Stanley and told Stanley to take

Henry was giving Stanley a chance to leave? He looked at Henry

Henry lowered his head to glance at his small body. Although he knew that he might

taking a deep look at Henry, Stanley picked up Violet, and walked away under

Stanley approaching with a

Then he opened his mouth in

Violet into the car and

Fraser responded and started the