Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

"Yes." Stanley nodded slightly, "It has been basically confirmed that it was Ivy who did it, we are now lack of evidence from Colin, as soon as we get it, I'll hand Ivy over to the police."

With that, he called the waiter and refilled his drink, "You're Ivy’s boyfriend and have the right to know this, and I'm telling you because I want to know whether you'll blindly let Ivy go or support me in sending her to prison."

Henry smiled bitterly, "No matter which one I choose, you're going to send Ivy to prison, right?"

Stanley hooked his lips, "Yes."

"Then why are you asking me?" Henry gave him an oblique look.

Stanley shook his red wine, "I am telling you that my decision won't change, so that you don't end up blaming me."

Henry was silent again.

Stanley waited quietly.

After a moment, Henry turned to him, "Stanley, can't you spare Ivy for once?"

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "Ivy has already tried to kill Violet twice, how do you expect me to let her go? If I do, can you guarantee that she won't continue to hurt Violet?"

"I can!" Henry nodded hastily, "I'll take Ivy out of the country and never come back."

The corners of Stanley's mouth curled up mockingly, "Ivy's antisocial personality is innate, will you solve everything by taking her abroad? Have you ever thought that her reluctance to leave the country and you taking her there will make her hate you so that she can kill you and run back to the country again?"

"Well......" Henry was speechless.

That had not come to his mind, and it might happen.

In other words, there was only one way to treat Ivy - to put her in jail.

At the thought, Henry looked weary as his back bent.

Seeing that, Stanley stood up, "It seems you've figured it out, in that case, I hope you don't interfere. Don't let Ivy notice anything, otherwise you will see the consequences."

With that, he lifted his feet and left, ready to make a trip to the bathroom.

Just as Stanley came out from the bathroom, there was a sudden blackness in front of his eyes.

hurriedly braced himself against the wall, which

dizzy. It felt like the world was spinning, and he

Stanley's face went pale.

and knew that he had been possibly

could be

about the glass of red wine he had asked the waiter to refill, Stanley was filled

held onto the wall and trudged forward, walking while reaching into his pocket with a trembling hand, ready

his eyes and his hands were too weak, and finally the

down to pick it up, a sweet,

delicate soft woman pounced on his arms and held him tightly, "Mr. Murphy,

Stanley's voice was cold as

and instead of sounding intimidating,

looking at him with eyes full of fiery

dragged this man,

It was a pity......

deep breath, she boldly continued, "Mr. Murphy, I heard that your

want to die?" Stanley couldn't see the person in

his head, his eyes

as she met his emotionless eyes, and a hint

of look was that? Just by glancing

for her to

as the woman was trying to leave, her

in a

she looked

you, Mr. Murphy, it doesn't matter if I die, and Mr. Murphy, in this condition, you think you can still resist? What you've been

one who drugged me?" Stanley narrowed

"Yeah, so Mr. Murphy,

the woman helped Stanley and walked in

push her away, but the strength in his body had pretty

drug,

would not be

and thicker, he bit the tip of his tongue in a deadly attempt to clear

powerful that he couldn't even feel much pain when he