One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 677 The Return of Fraser

George's throat twitched slightly, "I know."

At that time, all the relatives of the Joe family cut off relations with them unilaterally.

The family, who wanted to go to their relatives, could not do so because they were afraid of being

dragged into the family's troubles, so they closed their doors and did not see them.

Some of their relatives, even, wanted to capture them directly and give them to that organization, trying

to see if they could get some bounty in return.

If his parents hadn't fought so hard to fight off those relatives, the family really would have been

executed by those relatives, given to the organization.

It was indeed with the help of Jessie’s parents that his family managed to survive the organization’s

search for some time.

"Since you know, you should think clearly, even though Jessie’s parents are at fault, they are absolutely

justifiable. That two ordinary people play a big organization around is impossible, and have you ever

thought that with your parents dead, maybe besides you, Jessie’s parents are also the most

devastated? How would they feel in their hearts knowing that they were the ones who accidentally

killed their friends?"

George's thin lips were pursed tightly and he did not speak.

Violet took a deep breath, "I'll tell you what, they will blame themselves, they will feel guilty, they will be

unable to forgive themselves for the rest of their lives. You haven't seen Jessie’s parents for over ten

years, right? Do you know what it was like when I first saw them? Their hair was all gray, their faces

were full of wrinkles, they were only fifty-two this year, but they looked like they were seventy, so much

older than their peers, and you know what caused it, it was guilt all these years."

At first, she was just curious about Jessie’s parents why they were so much older than their peers and

asked why, but Jessie’s parents refused to say.

It was only after Jessie told her later about Jessie’s parents' feud with George that she learned the

reason why Jessie’s parents were so pale.

So she really felt heartbroken.

George's pupils shrank when he heard Violet say that Jessie’s parents looked much older than their

peers.

This is something that he really does not know.

For it was true that he had not seen the couple for over ten years, nor did he want to.

So it is not known what they have become.

"George, I'm telling you all this because I want to tell you that Jessie’s parents were justified, but more

importantly, I hope you won't keep living in your past hatred, the ones you should really hate are the

murderers, not Jessie’s parents, do you understand? And I believe that if your parents could come

back to life, they would never blame Jessie’s parents, because everyone can figure it out, and you can't

really blame Jessie’s parents too much for this matter, it's you who are too paranoid and obsessed,

George, I hope you think about it."

After saying that, Violet hung up the phone.

Stanley came out of the bathroom, wearing a bathrobe and holding a towel in his hand, and was wiping

his hair while walking towards her, the expression on his handsome face was dark and dark, and his

tone was sour, "You're really good at enlightening people."

Violet looked at him, "What, are you jealous?"

Stanley grunted, noncommittal.

Violet waved at him, "Come here."

"What?" Stanley stopped in front of her even though he didn't know what she wanted.

Violet grabbed the collar of his chest, and then pulled it down with force.

Stanley's neck was pulled down by her, while she raised her head and kissed him on his thin lips, "How

about that, still jealous?"

Stanley's thin lips curled up, his good mood visible to the eye, "Not for now." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Violet was amused, letting go of his collar, then her expression slowly became emotional, "I'm doing

this because I also hope that George can come out of his hatred sooner, don't keep confining himself in

hatred, it's not good for himself and for Jessie’s parents. Jessie and him are both my friends, I really

don't want them to continue to hate each other for the rest of their lives, obviously they used to be so

good."

"If it weren't for the fact that George saved you and the two children in the past, I would never allow you

to worry so much about him." Stanley sat down beside her.

Violet smiled, "I know you remember this kindness, that's why I dare to say it in front of your face, but I

don't know if George will listen to my words."

If he listened to it, George would soon figure it out, let go of all his hatred for Jessie’s parents and

become relieved.

At that time, George and Jessie, perhaps, would have been destined to be together.

But if George can't listen, then the two of them are really not destined to be together in this life.

"Difficult!" Stanley opened his thin lips and spat out a word, "If George was a person who listened to

people's advice, he wouldn't have hated Jessie’s parents for more than ten years."

"Yeah, that's why I'm worried." Violet sighed.

Stanley looked at her, "Well, worry less about other man, worry about your husband. My hair is still wet,

help me wipe it, otherwise I will catch a cold."

He stuffed the towel in her hand as if he was afraid she would refuse.

Violet felt amused, "The heating in the room is so high, you don't need to wipe your hair and you won't

catch a cold, I think you are just jealous."

Stanley closed his eyes and looked as if he hadn't heard anything.

Violet gave him a blank look, then stood up, walked behind him and wiped his hair.

Stanley, on the other hand, looked like he was enjoying himself.

The following day.

A family of four is having breakfast.

It was a great joy for the two children to sit down together again as a family for breakfast after almost

ten days.

Since Stanley and Violet had gone on their honeymoon earlier and did not bring their two children with

them, if Violet had not had an accident, perhaps at this time, the two would still be on their honeymoon.

The two children, who will not be able to have breakfast with them until more than 20 days later.

So how can two children not be happy when they are now having breakfast together more than twenty

days earlier.

While the family of four was talking and laughing, enjoying the family warmth, Stanley's mobile phone

suddenly rang.

He frowned slightly, and then took out his phone and glanced at it, seeing that it was Fraser calling, he

immediately put down the coffee in his hand and answered, "Hello."

“Mr. Murphy, it's me, I've returned to J City." On the phone, Fraser said.

Stanley could still hear the car on his side of the road, so he guess he was on his way.

"Good, where is Ivy?" Stanley asked, narrowing his eyes.

Hearing this name, Violet also quietly put down her chopsticks and looked over towards him.

Although Calvin did not stop eating, his little ears were quietly perked up.

"Ivy is here too, and I'm on my way to take Ivy to her villa right now." Fraser said.

Stanley lifted his chin, "Very well, has she ever woken up during this period?"

"Yes, she woke up once after the fever went down, but she soon passed out again, and the doctor said

she wouldn't be conscious for long because the pain in her leg was too much." Fraser nodded.

Stanley's thin lips hooked up coolly, "I know, keep an eye on her, just don't let her die, just let her be

painful, and don't give her any painkillers."

He just wanted to make Ivy hurt.

What's more, it is little pain.

Did it hurt more than his parents being run over by a car weighing several tons?

"Don't worry, Mr. Murphy, I know, I will definitely not let her get away." Fraser said with a smile.

Stanley gave a nod, "Let me know when you arrive at the house later, I'll go over."

"Yes." Fraser answered.

When Stanley hung up the phone, Violet looked at him, "Has Ivy arrived?"