One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 232 George Wants to Kill Stanley

Stanley looked at Violet and told Henry about her situation.

After hearing it, Henry’s listless face suddenly became serious, "According to you, Violet should have

been hypnotized."

"Be hypnotized?" Stanley narrowed his eyes.

Henry nodded, "Yes, except for this reason, I can't think of anything else."

Stanley clenched his phone tightly and looked murderously at George who had stood at the shoe

cabinet, "How to wake her up?"

"It's very simple, just let the person who hypnotized her wake her up." Henry pushed his glasses and

said.

"Got it." Stanley put down his phone, then stepped forward to grab George by the collar, dragged him

to Violet, and ordered, "Wake her up!"

George smiled, "What if I say no? Look at her now, how obedient! She will do whatever I say. This is

the scene I dream of!"

Listening to these words, Stanley tightened his hands, "The scene you dream of is to turn her into a

puppet?"

"So what? Only in this way, I am the only one in her eyes!" George stretched out his hand and looked

at Violet longingly, wanting to touch her.

Seeing this, Stanley was so angry. He pushed George aside, and then pulled Violet behind him.

George became furious. He roared with a distorted face, "What are you doing? Who let you touch her?

Give her to me! She is mine, mine!"

"Yours?" Seeing George's violent and crazy look, Stanley squinted his eyes. He smiled mockingly, "If

she is yours, you still have to pretend to be me and hypnotize her? What qualifications do you have to Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

say that she is yours?"

As soon as Stanley finished speaking, George calmed down suddenly, lowering his head. No one knew

what he was thinking.

But after a while, he raised his head and smiled terribly. His shoulders were shaking, "Yes, it's all

because of you. Your appearance affects Violet. If there is no you, Violet will be mine sooner or later.

So Stanley, just go to the hell!"

As he said, he suddenly reached into his pocket, and then took out a small scalpel.

Looking at the scalpel, Stanley was stunned a little and subconsciously pushed Violet away.

"Stanley, go to the hell. When you die, I will erase Violet's memory. At that time, Violet will no longer

remember you. You will never affect her again!"

After finishing speaking, George squeezed the handle of the scalpel and was about to pierce into

Stanley's heart with a grin.

"Lunatic!" Stanley took a step back with a sullen face, and dodged the sharp scalpel.

Then George was about to stab Stanley again after adjusting his direction.

Stanley was afraid that George would hurt Violet, so he didn't dare to dodge too much. After a little

distance from George, Stanley clenched his fists and squatted out the moment George rushed over.

Then his fist accurately hit George’s abdomen. George stepped back for several steps, then knelt on

the ground. He covered his stomach in pain. Then he fainted after vomiting.

The scalpel in his hand fell to the ground, and the blade was stained with some blood.

Stanley slowly retracted his fist. Feeling hurt, he covered his left arm with cold sweat, "Damn it!"

Just now when he punched, George's scalpel cut his arm.

The scalpel was too sharp. So his sleeve was cut open and the scalpel cut his flesh directly.

Moreover, the wound was very deep, and it kept bleeding, oozing out through the gaps of the fingers,

falling drop by drop to the ground, soaking the carpet red.

But Stanley ignored these. He came to Violet to check if she had been injured.

After finding that she was okay, Stanley was slightly relieved, then took out his mobile phone and dialed

Fraser's number, asking Fraser to bring the doctor over.

Fraser came very quickly in less than forty minutes.

When he entered the house, he saw George lying at the door. He couldn't help being startled, "OMG,

what's going on?"

In the living room, Stanley heard Fraser's voice, pursed his thin lips, and shouted impatiently, "What are

you doing there? Where is the doctor?"

"Here!" Fraser replied, and then led the two doctors into the living room.

After entering, Fraser saw Stanley sitting on the sofa and his face turned pale. Stanley didn’t look well.

Most importantly, there was a pile of blood-stained tissues on the coffee table in front of him.

What was it going on?

Fraser walked over quickly. Seeing Stanley holding his arm, he was so shocked, "Mr. Murphy, are you

injured?"

Stanley took his hand away, "It's just a skin injury."

Through the torn sleeves, Fraser saw the flesh inside, then he took a breath, "This is a skin trauma? If

it gets deeper, I will see the bones. Doctor Lowe, hurry up and bandage him!"

"Yes." When the youngest of the two doctors heard Fraser's words, he responded, put down the

medicine box on his shoulder, and stepped forward to bandage the wound for Stanley.

Another older doctor still stood there, waiting for instructions.

"Mr. Murphy, what the hell is going on? How did you get hurt?" Fraser helped Doctor Lowe bandage

Stanley, while asking.

Stanley did not answer. After the wound on his left arm was bandaged, he looked at the older doctor,

"Are you a psychologist?"

"Yes, Mr. Murphy, you can call me Doctor Khan."

"Can you hypnotize?" Stanley stood up.

Doctor Khan nodded, "Yes."

"That's good. Come with me." Stanley finished speaking, walked around the sofa and led him into the

master bedroom.

Fraser also followed curiously.

In the bedroom, Violet stared at the ceiling with two big eyes open, like a rag doll without a soul. She

even seldom blinked.

Fraser swallowed, "Mr. Murphy, what’s wrong with Violet..."

"She was hypnotized. Can you wake her up?" Stanley looked at Doctor Khan and asked.

Doctor Khan didn't give an answer immediately, but after checking Violet's situation first, then he said,

"Yes. She is not deeply hypnotized. I can wake her up."

Stanley felt a little relieved. His tight face improved a lot, "Leave it to you."

"Okay, Mr. Murphy." Doctor Khan smiled.

Stanley took two steps back and gave the place so that Doctor Khan could have more space to

operate.

After about a few minutes, Doctor Khan put away his pocket watch, bent over and clapped his hands in

Violet's ear. Then Violet's open eyes suddenly closed.

"Is it okay now?" Fraser pointed at Violet.

Doctor Khan wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yes, this lady will wake up in a while."

"It’s so amazing." Fraser exclaimed and raised his eyebrows.

"Well, since she's all right, let's go out first." Stanley finished speaking, turned around and took the lead

to leave.

Fraser and Doctor Khan followed him.

The three came to the door.

Stanley looked down at George, who was still lying on the ground, "Check him. How serious is his

mental illness?"