One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 234 Jessie's Plea

This scene completely surprised Violet.

She covered her mouth, and then saw that George stabbed Stanley and then he was knocked down by

Stanley.

It turned out that his arm was injured like this!

Violet put her hand down and looked at Stanley's arm.

Stanley turned off the monitoring, "Now, do you see George's true face?"

Violet swallowed twice, still speechless.

She didn't know what to say. Everything that happened tonight was completely beyond the scope of her

psychological recognition. She couldn't believe the hideous and perverted man was actually gentle

George.

It turned out that she had never fully understood him!

Violet squatted down and buried her head in her knees, feeling very complicated.

Seeing her like this, Stanley said, "I warned you a month ago to let you stay away from George. He is

not as simple as you thought, but you didn't take my words to heart at all. So he has the opportunity to

take advantage of you again and again. If it weren't for the coincidence that I came back tonight, you

would..."

Violet trembled.

Yes, if he didn't come back in time, she would have had sex with George!

Thinking of this, Violet only felt a little sick, and retched with covering her mouth.

Seeing her so unwell, Stanley walked to the living room with a tense expression on his face. Then he

poured a glass of water, and handed it to her, "Drink this."

Because of retching, Violet's eyes were red, and tears were about to come out.

She raised her arm to take the water glass. Seeing the lemon slices floating in the water glass, she felt

warm. Then she raised her head and drank half of the glass in one breath.

Although lemon was a little sour, this sour taste could effectively suppress the feeling of sick.

Sure enough, after Violet drank the lemonade, she felt a little well. The nausea in her chest gradually

dissipated. Her face eased a lot.

"Thank you, Mr. Murphy.” Violet said in a weak voice.

Stanley took the water glass and put it on the shoe cabinet, "What are you going to do with George?"

Violet stood up, without answering questions, "Where is he now?"

"In the hospital, he has a serious mental illness. I asked Henry to isolate him." Stanley replied, leaning

on the shoe cabinet.

"Mental illness?" Violet was taken aback. Her eyes widened.

"Yes." Stanley told her what Doctor Khan said when he diagnosed George.

After hearing it, Violet opened her mouth in surprise. She couldn't calm down for a long time, "George... Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

actually has a mental illness..."

He pretended to be too good. For so many years, she hadn't found that he was mentally ill at all.

Did Jessie know it?

"What are you thinking about?" Stanley asked when he saw her in a daze.

Violet shook her head and didn't lie to him, "Nothing. I'm thinking whether Jessie know George's

illness."

"This is her business. Have you decided how to deal with George?" Stanley looked at her and asked

again.

Violet bit her lip blankly, "I don't know! I really don't know. Mr. Murphy, wait until tomorrow, okay? I'm

tired."

Stanley could see that she was escaping it. Although he was a little unhappy, he could understand her.

After all, George and she were friends for so many years. According to her character, she couldn't

immediately make a decision.

"Well, have a good rest." Stanley nodded slightly, opened the door and went out.

It was the first time that Violet didn’t walk him out. Instead, she immediately closed the door after he

left.

Violet leaned against the door and closed her eyes. After calming down, she walked to the room.

Walking to the door of the children's room, she gently opened the door. Seeing the two children

sleeping soundly on the small bed, she finally smiled.

After that, she closed the door again, and then returned to her room. She fell on the bed and stared at

the ceiling, thinking about everything that happened tonight.

She kept thinking about it until it was light. Then she was woken up by Jessie's call at around eight

o'clock.

"Violet, do you know where George has gone? I went to his home to deliver him the medicine. But he

was not at home. I called the hospital and then the hospital said he did not go to work!" On the phone,

Jessie's voice was anxious.

Violet leaned against the bed with the quilt in her arms, with a somewhat dull expression on her face,

"Jessie, how did you go back last night?"

Violet didn't answer the question.

Jessie tilted her head in doubt, "I was sent back by the bar guy. What's wrong?"

Violet lowered her eyes, covering the gloom in her eyes, "Then do you know how I got back?"

"How do I know that? I was drunk. After all, I was the one who drank the most last night." Jessie said

with a smile.

Violet couldn't laugh. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and said, "Jessie, did you know that I

was hypnotized by George last night. He pretended to be Stanley to drive me home, trying to do that

stuff with me."

"What?" Jessie was surprised to stand up from the door mat outside the door of George's house, "It is

impossible! How could he treat you...?"

Violet forced a smile, "I also thought it was impossible, but it is the fact. The surveillance at my door

has recorded it. It’s George!"

Jessie held the phone tightly with both hands. Her voice was trembling, "Then you and George are

already..."

Knowing what Jessie was going to say, Violet shook her head, "Don't worry. He didn't succeed. Mr.

Murphy came back in time to save me."

"Really? Well, well." When Jessie heard this, she patted her chest, feeling fortunate that Violet was

saved. At the same time, she was relieved for herself.

Although she always knew that George liked Violet, she really didn't want George to have sex with

Violet. Because she loved George!

"Jessie." Violet narrowed her eyes and called to Jessie.

Jessie hurriedly replied, "What's the matter?"

"Jessie, I found that you were not surprised at all when I told you that George hypnotized me. What

makes you surprised is that George wants to have sex with me. Did you know George could

hypnotize?" Violet asked, clenching her fists.

"I...I..." Jessie moved her lips, but she was guilty and didn’t know what to say.

Listening to her hesitating tone, Violet knew it. The self-deprecating expression on her face was even

heavy, "Sure enough, you knew it from the beginning."

"Sorry, Violet. I did know that George can hypnotize early, but I didn't deliberately keep it from you,

because I never thought that he would use hypnosis on you." Jessie lowered her head and apologized

with a guilty expression on her face.

"Enough." Violet took a breath, suppressing the emotions inwardly, "Do you know that George has a

mental illness?"

Jessie was silent for two seconds before giving a hmm, "I know. When he was a teenager, there was a

psychological problem with him, but it was not serious..."

"You are wrong. He is very serious. He almost killed Mr. Murphy with a scalpel last night!" Violet

grabbed the quilt and interrupted Jessie expressionlessly.

Jessie's face changed drastically. She asked loudly, "How come!"

"It’s true. Fortunately, Mr. Murphy is good at fighting. If not, the consequences will be unimaginable. But

even so, Mr. Murphy was still injured. Later, Mr. Murphy found a psychiatrist to diagnose George. The

doctor said..."

"What did he say?" Jessie was trembling and then she hurriedly asked.