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.

a cold voice suddenly

source of the sound. Then

Why were they here?

her to me!" Stanley walked to George and stopped one meter in front of him. Looking at Violet, who was drunk and

more tightly, "Why

deliberately made her drunk. Do you still need me to

I don't understand what you are talking about. Please let

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

and stared at him

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 or two months,

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

it, George's eyes were fierce. His face was

who was watching them, was taken aback by

who was usually gentle, elegant and liked by patients,

psychological

at

it and gave him

all over by George’s sight. As if being stared at by a

time to care about what happened to

was fast, George was not slow. At the moment Violet

of them, swaying

and Violet. He smiled and broke George’s hand free little by little, "Dr. Joe, I heard you have a paper, which has already

said, he winked at Stanley and told

was giving Stanley a

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

look at Henry, Stanley picked up Violet, and

Fraser saw Stanley approaching with a person in his arms from

saw that the person in Stanley's arms was Violet. Then he opened his mouth in

Violet into the

and started