One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Looking at George's gloomy face, Stanley snickered, "What, was I right? Actually, George, you're not qualified to hate the Robinson family at all."

"What did you say?" George's face was grim, "I'm not qualified to hate the Robinson family? The Robinson family killed my parents, and you're telling me that I'm not qualified to hate? Who are you to say that?

"Just by the fact that I've checked what happened back then." Stanley crossed his fingers in front of his belly, "I have checked, more than ten years ago, the Robinson family stepped in and helped your family to hide, only to let your family of three live for more time, so without the help of the Robinson family, your Joe family would have died long ago, and there wouldn't still be you alive. It can be said that the Robinson family is not the ones who killed your parents, on the contrary, they should also be the benefactor of your Joe family."

"A benefactor?" As if he had heard a big joke, George's smile was gloomy, "In your opinion, the Robinson family is actually still my benefactor?"

"Of course, the Robinson family is your benefactor, as I said, if the Robinson family hadn't helped, your Joe family would have died out, there would be no chance of you surviving, and George, you shouldn't forget that it was your Joe family, not the Robinson family, that was being chased and killed, and it was your Joe family that took the initiative to seek help from the Robinson family, not the Robinson family that took the initiative to offer help. The Robinson family stepped in because they were being righteous, but in fact the Robinson family could have chosen to ignore it and not help your Joe family, but the Robinson family ended up helping, risking being dragged down by your Joe family, so who are you to hate them?"

Stanley looked at George.

Forgive him for not being able to understand George's mind.

In short, the Robinson family was not at fault in this matter, and it was the fault of being too righteous.

If the Robinson family hadn't stepped in back then, the Robinson family wouldn't have been hated by George for more than ten years.

Jessie wouldn't have suffered for so many years because she fell in love with George.

So the Robinson family really shouldn't have stepped in back then.

Maybe it was good for Joe's family to be done with death instead.

After listening to Stanley's words, both fists were clenched in a deadly manner, and his body was trembling slightly, "You're saying that I'm not qualified to hate them?"

"That's right, you are indeed not qualified." Stanley looked at him expressionlessly, "In fact, George, you know very well in your heart that you shouldn't hate the Robinson family, and you shouldn't blame the Robinson family, you know that without the Robinson family's help, none of your family would have survived, but just because your parents were killed, you couldn't find the murderer, so you took out your ange on the Robinson family, to put it bluntly, you're actually just incompetent."

"You......" George jerked his head up, his eyes scarlet as he stared at Stanley.

He's incompetent?

How can that be!

How could he be incompetent!

"You don't need to look at me like that, I'm not wrong, you are just incompetent, pointing all your resentment at your benefactor, what is it if not a sign of incompetence? The reason why you hate the Robinson family is to transfer your hatred for your enemy to the Robinson family, because you know, at that time, you can't find the murderer, you can't avenge your parents, but you desperately need to find an object of hatred, to remind yourself from time to time not to forget this revenge, so the Robinson family became the object of your hatred."

"Shut up, you shut up!" George hammered his fist on Stanley's desk, his expression fierce as he yelled, "It's not like that, I'm not like that as you say."

"You are what I said you are, why else wouldn't you have killed the Robinson family? It's reasonable to say that you didn't have the ability to kill people a decade ago, but you don't have it now either. No, you had too many chances to kill the Robinson family, but you didn't even do it because you know in your heart that you don't really just hate them, and you also know that they aren't really the ones who killed your parents, but instead they are the benefactors of your family, you just deceive yourself and refuse to admit it."

George was trembling all over.

No, that was not possible.

There was no way he could deceive himself, and it definitely wasn't what Stanley said.

Yeah, no, definitely not.

George held back the violent urge in his heart to destroy everything, and after looking at Stanley with grim eyes for a moment, he turned around and went out. Fraser looked at his back and asked Stanley, "Mr. Murphy, I'm surprised he didn't get annoyed and do something crazy yet."

George has a serious mental illness that has definitely not been cured, although he went to therapy before.

After all, how could a mental illness that serious be cured in just a month or two?

It takes years for even moderate patients.

Not to mention a serious patient like George.

Add to that the fact that George is a psychiatrist himself, he sure knows how to hide his abnormal psychology and make it look and feel like he's been cured.

But the truth is that everything is just a good disguise for George.

So just now, he was worried that it would be troublesome for George to move against Mr. Murphy again like he did before.

Surprisingly, George actually held back that violent mood and turned around to walk away.

"Of course he won't go crazy." Stanley sat up straight.

Fraser looked at him incomprehensibly, "Why?"

"Because what I said was the truth and didn't wrong him, and he himself knew that what I said was true, and he couldn't refute it, so naturally he couldn't go crazy." Stanley opened his thin lips and faintly said. Fraser nodded in a daze, "So that's how it is, Miss Robinson's family is really pitiful, obviously a life-saving benefactor, but they have been hated for so many years.

"

"That's why I said he's useless." Stanley said in a cold voice, "To convert his incompetence into resentment against the Robinson family, thinking that this will make him feel better inside, it is really stupid." Fraser nodded, "Indeed."

"Alright, there's nothing more, you can go out first." Stanley waved his hand.

Fraser responded, "Okay."

George returned to his car, and instead of driving away immediately, he looked at his hands with bewilderment and self-doubt written in his eyes.

Just now, those words of Stanley were still echoing in his ears.

Stanley called him useless, turning his cowardice and inability to save his parents into resentment, all directed at the Robinson family.

He also said that he didn't actually hate the Robinson family, it was himself that he hated, because the Robinson family saved his family.

And he, as a son, couldn't save his parents, but instead put the fault all on someone else.

And they were the benefactor who reached out and saved their family.

So, really, he was wrong?

George clenched his fist, a vague answer surfacing in his heart, only he didn't dare to check.

Because he knew that answer, it had the potential to upend what he had always known, to overwhelm him and break him down completely.

In the evening, after Violet took a shower, she received a call from Jessie.

Being pregnant and already uncomfortable, coupled with a few hours of flying, Jessie was even weaker at this point, and her voice was breathless with weakness. "Violet, I arrived."

Hearing Jessie's words, Violet smiled heartily, "It's good that you've arrived, how's the environment over there? Is there anything that needs to be changed, if so, let me know, I'll have Stanley send someone over to take a look."

Jessie shook her head, "There is no need to change anything, the environment is good, I like it, the air is fresh here too. There is a large piece of land, my parents are happy that they can grow the vegetables and fruits they want."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐