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.

that he didn't wake up, she had no choice but to take a sip of water herself, and then lowered her head, ferrying the water

a few times,

to see that

much you have been drunk?" Violet muttered as she sniffed the smell

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

did seem easy to get a fever when

have a fever, but was simply

to the bathroom to get a basin of water out, helped him clean his face

the blanket and

violently and shouted in a

around to check on him, only to find that he was just talking

go!" Stanley repeated

sat back down on the

heard it and took her hand, loosening

just looked at

the flush on his face gradually dissipated, and he supposed

expected, Stanley's eyelids twitched, and the next second, his eyes

he frowned, "What

cold voice, "Stanley, you're drunk, I am here to take care of

Drunk?

out drinking because of what had happened in the past two days.

wrong with you?" Violet asked again when she saw his

hers, and after his eyes sank, he let go of his hand, "No,

because he had let go of

you tonight?" Violet's

wouldn't give her a chance to

offer to stay, and

up, rubbing his temples, his voice still icy, "No, go

up her

out!" Stanley scolded

dimmed as she got

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

image of his parents in a car accident chilled his heart

closed the door behind her, then leaned against the door and looked up at the ceiling of the hallway, holding back the tears

before she could barely adjust her mood and went back to