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

the source of the sound. Then he saw Stanley and Henry

Why were they here?

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

Instead, he held Violet more tightly,

eyes, "Why? You deliberately made her drunk. Do you still need me to tell you the

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

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

him without

heard Ivan's mother and Ivan talking about that Violet and Stanley were very close recently. He couldn't bear it anymore. He

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

it, George's eyes were fierce. His

was watching them, was taken

out that George, who was usually gentle, elegant and liked

had psychological

at George

it and gave him

by George’s sight. As if being stared at by a poisonous snake,

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

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

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

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

Stanley and told Stanley to

know that Henry was giving Stanley a

he knew that he might not be able to beat George, he still bit the bullet to resist

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

with a person in his arms from

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

answer. He stuffed Violet into the car and

Fraser responded and started the