Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Violet didn't respond to her greeting, but only asked coldly, "Miss Ellis, why did you come out of my husband's room at this late hour?"

Ivy gently ruffled her wig, "Well, Stanley came back from drunk, so I helped him to his room."

Stanley went out for a drink?

Violet frowned, not feeling well.

He went out drinking without telling her, but came back drunk and had Ivy help him back to his room.

Thinking of that, Violet's palms squeezed tightly and her voice stiffened, "Well, then I really thank you for taking such good care of my husband."

"Never mind, Stanley wants water, there's no water in the room, so I go down and get him some."

Saying that, Ivy was about to go downstairs.

Violet called out to her, "No need, Miss Ellis, since I'm here now, as his wife, I should take care of him, so don’t bother."

Ivy smiled, "It is ok, Stanley is so good to me, I should take care of him."

"Miss Ellis, don't forget, I'm Stanley's wife. Since I am here, it's not your turn to take care of him. The one you should take care of is Dr. Baxter, so Miss Ellis, I hope you pay attention to your manners, otherwise you will make Dr. Baxter sad."

With those words, Violet withdrew her gaze, stopped looking at her, and went straight downstairs.

Ivy stood still, her hands clasped tightly on the railing, her face twisted slightly as she couldn't maintain the smile.

The meaning of Violet's words was clearly a warning to her.

But it didn't matter, she wanted to see how much longer Violet could be complacent.

Violet didn't know what Ivy was thinking, she poured a glass of water and went upstairs, then opened the door to Stanley's room and entered.

The room was brightly lit, and Stanley was lying on the bed, his eyes tightly closed, his cheeks flushed, his body emitting a strong smell of alcohol. He was so drunken and unconscious.

His jacket was gone, and he was wearing only a shirt, which was messy and had two buttons falling apart at the collar, and his tie was hanging loosely around his neck.

Violet sighed and gently called out to the man, "Stanley, wake up."

It wasn't clear if the man heard it or not, and his frown deepened.

she had no choice but to take a sip of water herself, and then lowered her

few times, the glass

see that Stanley's

Violet muttered as she sniffed the smell of alcohol

to wipe Stanley's forehead again, trying to see if he had a

easy to get a fever when

didn't have a fever, but was simply

she got up and went to the bathroom to get a basin of water out, helped

doing this, Violet covered Stanley with the blanket

violently and shouted in

him, only to find

Stanley

leaving." Violet sat back down

heard it and took her hand, loosening

looked

of time, the flush on his face gradually dissipated,

Stanley's eyelids twitched, and the next

"What are

when she heard his cold voice, "Stanley, you're drunk, I am

Drunk?

out drinking because of what had

anything wrong with you?" Violet asked again when

hand was gripping hers, and after his eyes sank, he let go

for a moment because he had let go of

Violet's lips

give her a chance to talk

shall offer to stay, and maybe he would change

lifted the quilt and sat up, rubbing his temples, his voice still icy, "No,

bit up her lower

out!" Stanley scolded in

glow in Violet's eyes disappeared and her expression dimmed

despondency were all seen by Stanley, and a hint of intolerance flashed in

the image of his parents in a

door and looked up at the ceiling of the hallway, holding back the

barely adjust her mood and