One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Two days ago, George held a scalpel and stabbed Stanley crazily. Would Phoebe want to do the same things?

It was possible. In case Phoebe hated Mr. Murphy for his cancelling the marriage contract, then she wanted to do something to Mr. Murphy.

When Violet thought of this, her face changed drastically. Then she didn't dare to think about it anymore. After getting the location of Stanley's lounge from the two waitresses, she grabbed her bag and quickly walked out of the bathroom.

A few minutes later, Violet got to the lounge door out of breath. Just as she raised her hand to knock on the door, she heard something breaking inside.

Then, another scream sounded.

Violet heard it clearly. It was Phoebe's voice.

What happened inside?

Why did Phoebe scream?

Violet couldn't wait any longer. She put her hand on the doorknob, planning to directly go in.

Then when she turned the doorknob, she found that the doorknob was fixed and she couldn't twist it at all.

In other words, the door was locked.

Violet had no choice but to raise her hand to knock on the door. While knocking, she asked anxiously, "Mr. Murphy, are you okay?"

There was no response from the door, only Phoebe's painful voice.

Violet was even more anxious, and wanted to know what was going on inside.

She stomped her feet anxiously, took out her mobile phone, and was about to call someone from the hotel to open the door.

As soon as she made the call, a few running footsteps came.

Violet looked up. Then she saw Fraser running over. Then, her eyes lit up, "Fraser, here!"

Fraser also saw her and ran to her quickly, as did the security guards behind him.

"Violet, is Mr. Murphy inside?" Fraser paused, panting and asking.

Violet gave a hmm and looked at the closed door in front of her, "He's inside, but the door is locked. I can't get in, and I don't know what's going on inside."

"This is easy!" Fraser said, beckoning to the security guards behind him.

The security guards nodded, and then hit to the door with their bodies.

After a few times, the door was knocked open.

Violet walked in first. When she entered, she saw Phoebe, who was lying on the ground, disheveled and was bleeding, and Stanley, who was also disheveled on the sofa. Seeing this scene, everyone present knew what happened.

It was obvious that Phoebe dressed in this way deliberately, trying to seduce Stanley, but she failed and was knocked down to the ground by Stanley.

Violet didn't expect Phoebe to be so bold that she escaped from the mental hospital to do this kind of thing, which really made her feel disgust.

Thinking about it, Violet glanced in disgust at Phoebe, who was lying on the ground, holding her head and shivering in pain. Then she turned her gaze to Stanley, whose head was lowered and his face could not be seen clearly, "Mr. Murphy, are you okay?"

She asked again.

Fraser also looked at Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, are you fine?"

When Fraser received the call, he heard something wrong with Stanley's voice, as if he was suppressing something.

Stanley slowly raised his head and opened his eyes, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes, which shocked everyone present.

Especially Violet, besides being frightened, she also thought of a scene that she had seen in the hotel surveillance in the previous two months.

This was how he entered the room five years ago.

"Mr. Murphy, have you been drugged by her?" Violet asked in shock.

Fraser's face also changed, "Mr. Murphy..."

"Enough!" Stanley gasped, staring at Phoebe on the ground with a gloomy face, "Since she is so short of men, Fraser, arrange a few men for her. I will ask her to pay price for what she has done today!" Five years ago, Ivan drugged him, wanting to cause a scandal to him, in order to seize control of the Murphy Group. But Stanley cut off all Ivan's forces, assigned him to a foreign country and could not return for five years.

Phoebe dared to do this now! He would never spare her.

Violet shivered as she listened to Stanley's order.

Although she felt that his revenge was too serious for a woman, she did not mean to plead for Phoebe.

After all, Phoebe asked for this. Since Phoebe dared to drug Stanley, she must be prepared for this.

"Yes!" Fraser replied, staring at Phoebe angrily, and then waved to several security guards, asking them to arrest her.

The security guards walked towards Phoebe.

Phoebe's eyes widened in horror, "Go away! Go away! Don't come over!"

She sat up, waved, and stepped back, trying to drive away the security guards.

But it was useless. She couldn't stop the advancement of a few security guards at all.

Phoebe was caught, her face pale. She cried out to Stanley begging for mercy, "Stanley, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. I won't dare to do it next time. I swear! Please let me go! Please..." Stanley ignored her. His hand on the armrest of the sofa were clenched tightly, and the blue veins on the back of his hand popped out.

He did not say a word. Violet and Fraser did not say a word, either.

Then Phoebe was carried out by several security guards. The big lounge became quiet again. Only Stanley's breathing could be heard. "Violet." Fraser looked at Violet, "I'm going to arrange someone to deal with Phoebe's affairs. Please take care of Mr. Murphy."

"Me?" Violet was startled and opened her mouth in shock, "What should I do? Mr. Murphy is..."

"I know. Don't worry. I already called the doctor over before I came. So you only need to take care of Mr. Murphy until the doctor comes. During this period, don't let anyone approach Mr. Murphy." Fraser pleaded.

"Okay, I see." Violet breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Stanley who was panting more severely.

"Thanks a lot." Fraser thanked her and went out.

Violet looked at Stanley on the sofa. Seeing that he was so uncomfortable, she felt a little uncomfortable. She bit her lip and comforted, "Mr. Murphy, the doctor will be here soon."

"Go out..." Stanley trembled slightly, and uttered two vague words in a very hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Violet didn't hear clearly. She was a little confused and then asked again, "What did you say? Mr. Murphy, I didn't hear it!"

"Go..." Stanley said again. This time, his voice became even more hoarse.

Violet still didn't hear him clearly. Then she took a step forward, wanting to get closer to listen.

However, as soon as she got close to him, Stanley smelled the fragrance from her. Then the only trace of reason in his mind was completely broken.

He stared at Violet with his scarlet eyes.

Being stared at by him, Violet felt a little scared. Then she was about to speak.

Stanley suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, yanked her to the sofa, and pressed on her.

Violet was stunned. It took a while before she came to her senses. Then she tried to push the man away.

"Mr. Murphy, calm down. Don't be impulsive. See clearly who I am. Let me go first, OK?" Violet shouted while pushing.

But Stanley had no reason at the moment, and couldn't hear any of her words at all.

He stared at the red lips and squinted his eyes. Then he couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and kissed it.000