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.

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

repeating for a few times, the glass

relieved to see that Stanley's frown wasn't that

drunk?" Violet muttered as she sniffed

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

it did seem easy to get a fever when

didn't have a fever, but was simply

to the bathroom to get a basin of water

this, Violet covered Stanley with the blanket and

grabbed her hand violently and shouted in

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

go!" Stanley

back down on

he heard it and took her hand, loosening the

just looked

amount of time, the flush on his face gradually dissipated, and he supposed to have been sobered

twitched, and the next second,

Violet, he frowned, "What are you doing

cold voice, "Stanley, you're drunk,

Drunk?

first, then remembered that he and Henry had gone out drinking because of

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

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

been disappointed for a moment because he had let go

shall I stay here with you tonight?" Violet's lips

wouldn't give her a

stay, and maybe he would change

He lifted the quilt and sat up, rubbing his temples, his voice still icy,

bit up her

scolded in a

expression dimmed

seen by Stanley, and a hint

then the image of his parents in a car accident chilled his heart

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

could barely adjust her mood and went back to