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.

this moment, a cold voice

eyes to look at the source of the sound. Then he saw Stanley and Henry coming

Why were they here?

one meter in front of him. Looking

Instead, he held Violet more tightly,

drunk. Do you still need me to

smiled, but the smile did not 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

go? I'll say it again. Give her to me!" Stanley stopped George

and stared at him without

were very close recently. He couldn't

celebrating, just to get her. As long as he got her, she would be with him, so he would never

it, George's eyes were fierce. His

them, was taken aback by

who was usually gentle, elegant and liked by

this basically had psychological problems. Did

looked at George

and gave him

As if being stared at by a poisonous snake,

happened to Henry. He stretched out his hand to grab Violet's wrist, trying to drag her

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

by the two of them, swaying from

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

not know that Henry was giving Stanley a chance to

to glance at his small body. Although he knew that he might not

deep look at Henry, Stanley picked

saw Stanley approaching with a person in his

Stanley's arms was Violet. Then he opened his mouth in surprise,

answer. He stuffed Violet into the car and directly

responded and