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

and raised his eyes to look at the source of the sound. Then he saw

Why were they here?

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

do it. Instead, he held Violet more tightly,

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

reach the bottom of his eyes, "Mr. Murphy, I don't understand what you are

think I will let you go? I'll say it again. Give her to me!" Stanley stopped George and warned him word

him without fear, "What if

the ward during the day, he accidentally heard Ivan's mother and Ivan talking about that Violet 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 just knew Stanley one

out in the excuse of celebrating, just to get her. As long as he got her, she

George's eyes were fierce. His face was full of

them, was taken

turned out that George, who was usually gentle, elegant and liked by patients, had such

psychological problems.

looked at

it and gave him

As if being stared

right to say no." Stanley had no time to care about what happened to Henry. He stretched out his hand to grab

was not slow. At the moment Violet was dragged by

was pulled around by the two of them, swaying from side to

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,

he said, he winked at Stanley and told Stanley to take Violet

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

his head to glance at his small body. Although he knew that he might not be able to beat George, he still bit

at Henry, Stanley picked up

with a

he saw that the person in Stanley's arms was Violet. Then he opened his mouth in surprise, "Mr. Murphy, why was Violet

into the car and

responded and started the