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.

didn't wake up, she had no choice but to take a sip of water herself, and then lowered

for a few times,

to see that Stanley's frown

as she sniffed the smell of alcohol in

her hand to wipe Stanley's forehead again, trying to see if he had a fever or

get a

didn't have a fever,

And then she got up and went to the bathroom to get a

the blanket

her hand violently and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Don't

Violet turned around to check on him, only to find that he was

Stanley

not leaving." Violet sat back down on the

it and took her

looked

an unknown amount of time, the flush on his face gradually dissipated,

twitched, and

frowned, "What are you doing

surprised, stiffened when she heard his cold voice, "Stanley, you're

Drunk?

first, then remembered that he and Henry had gone out drinking because of what had happened in the

anything wrong with you?" Violet asked again when

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

had been disappointed for a moment because he

Violet's

wouldn't give her a chance to talk about

to stay, and maybe he would

the quilt and sat up, rubbing his temples,

her lower lip, "Staley

Stanley scolded in

dimmed as she got up and turned

seen by Stanley, and a hint of intolerance flashed in

parents in a car accident

the door and looked up at the ceiling of the

while before she could barely adjust her mood