Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 438 What to Do with It

"Go on." Stanley grimaced, and two more words spilled out of his thin lips.

Fraser took a breath and continued on, "Ivy also took pictures of you and her lying naked in bed and sent them to Mrs. Murphy, who had an abdominal pain when she saw it."

Stanley's face paled, "How is she now?"

Fraser pressed his hand, indicating him to calm down first, "Don't worry, she is fine and she believes that you are innocent."

"She ...... She said that?" Stanley was incredulous. All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After all, it did seem surprising to see a photo like that and still believe he didn't cheat on her.

Fraser nodded heavily, "Yes, she said that when she made up with you, she said that you should trust each other, so she believed that you wouldn't do anything sorry to her."

At that, Stanley's eyes softened, but soon his fists clenched, his voice was dry, "Then I ...... have I done something sorry to her?"

After all, he was drugged, and he didn't even know what happened after that.

Fraser shook his head, "Don't worry, Mr. Murphy, Ivy gave you too much overpowering drug, and when you were sent to your room, you had already fallen asleep, so there was nothing happened. And Miss Robinson gave Ivy a body check."

"Body check?" Stanley raised his eyebrows, confused.

Fraser coughed lightly and seemed embarrassed, but still told him what had happened.

In particular, he told how Jessie gave Ivy body check in details.

The corners of Stanley's mouth twitched after hearing that, and although he felt stunned at Jessie's behavior, he was grateful to her.

If she hadn't shown up at the hotel in time, maybe he and Ivy really would have been caught in public by the media.

And then he might not be able to explain it.

"You go get some gifts and send them to Jessie." Stanley took a sip of water and instructed.

Fraser responded, "Ok."

"Where are Ivy and that woman now?" Stanley asked again as he put down his glass.

Fraser replied, "Still at the hotel, I had them locked up."

"I see." Stanley narrowed his eyes and didn't say what to do with the two.

Fraser didn't ask, but he knew Stanley would not spare the two.

He just couldn't understand why Ivy had to do that.

Even if Stanley did not love her, he had always treated her as his own sister, wasn’t that good?

With a brother as a backer, she could have everything in J City. Why she had to set him up?

Now, Stanley was pissed off and his feelings for her were completely gone.

Thinking about it, Fraser couldn't help but sigh.

"You go out first." Stanley closed his eyes and waved his hand.

Fraser nodded and turned to go out.

After he left, Stanley opened his eyes, grabbed his phone, and called Violet.

It was nighttime in the country, but it was not quite bedtime.

Violet answered the phone, her voice coming in eagerly, "Stanley, you're awake, are you okay?"

Listening to his lover's concerned inquiry, Stanley was touched and his expression softened, "I am fine, how about you?"

"I'm fine too." Violet smiled.

Stanley's thin lips pursed slightly, "I'm sorry to have frightened you."

"Hmph, I was indeed frightened, when I saw the photo, I was outright angry and my belly hurt, but luckily I figured out later that you wouldn't have done something like that." Violet pretended to be angry and waved her fist.

Stanley leaned back slightly, "I didn't expect that Ivy would do something like that."

"She's anxious."

"What?"

Seeing that Stanley didn't understand, Violet pressed her lips, "Do you still remember we have cold violence some time ago? During that time, Ivy provoked me a few times, trying to get us to have divorce."

"I don't know that." Stanley wrinkled his brow.

"I know."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Stanley pursed his lips in displeasure.

Violet spat out her tongue, "I wanted to tell you, but you didn't even listen to me, and when we made up, I forgot about it."

Stanley was stunned.

Violet added, "During that time, Ivy wanted us to divorce and thought we would, but in the end, we did not get divorce, but made up, so she got anxious and knew that trying to get us to initiate a divorce was impossible, and that's why she did such a thing."

Stanley lowered his eyes.

That was why Ivy invited reporters, in order to harness the power of public opinion.

Once those netizens knew that he had bullied Ivy, they might force him to divorce and marry Ivy.

If he did not marry Ivy, his company would suffer.

So, that was what Ivy really up to.

"Stanley, are you still there?" Violet couldn't help but call out to him when she saw that the man had no response.

Stanley's eyes flickered slightly as his mind snapped back, "Yes."

"Stanley, we must thank Jessie, if she hadn't ruined Ivy's plan, I'm afraid Ivy had succeeded." Violet said seriously.

Stanley knew that and smiled softly, "I know, I've asked Fraser to get her gifts. I'm sure when she received that, she'll be happy."

"Good." Violet nodded with a smile.

And she did not ask what the gift was.

After all, it could never be anything cheap.

After that, the two talked about other topics, for it would only affect the mood.

The call lasted an hour.

Stanley put his phone down, and then the door to the hospital room opened and Henry came in from outside, "Stanley."

Stanley nodded slightly.

Henry closed the door, "Are you better?"

Stanley nodded.

Henry looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know Ivy would do such a thing."

Stanley raised his eyes to look at Henry with a faint expression, "I know."

How could Ivy tell Henry if she was going to set him up?

Ivy was cuckolding Henry, and Henry would be crazy to stop it when he found out.

So for the plan to go smoothly, there was no way she would tell Henry.

Henry sighed in relief, "Good."

He was just worried that Stanley would suspect him of being Ivy’s helper.

"By the way." Thinking of something, Henry looked at Stanley, "I've broken up with Ivy."

Stanley wasn't surprised but just nodded.

Seeing that, Henry didn't even know what to say.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Stanley, what do you want to do with Ivy?"

The question made Stanley narrow his eyes, "You want to plead for her?"

Henry lowered his head, somewhat embarrassed, "Sort of, I can't leave her alone even if we have broken up."

Stanley didn't say anything, but stared at Henry.

Under this gaze, Henry felt pressure and sweat broke out at the corners of his forehead before Stanley spoke in a cold voice, "All I can say is that I won't kill her."