Stanley pursed his lips and looked at Violet, his eyes held a look that Violet couldn't read.
She actually agreed with both kids to change the address to Stanley back.
What the hell did she mean?
“Stanley.” Violet took a breath and walked to him and sat down, “I'm sorry that Jessie went to make a
scene in your company, but she didn't mean any harm, she just felt sorry for me.”
“So what?” Stanley's eyes remained cold.
Violet bit her lip, “I apologized to you on her behalf.”
“Not necessary.” Stanley patted the suit on his body and stood up.
Just at this time, Bella came down from upstairs carrying a bag, “Mr. Murphy, here is your suitcase.”
Stanley took it over and was to leave.
Seeing that, Violet hurried to stand up, “You're leaving, aren't you?”
“I have my things now.” Stanley said with pursed lips.
What could he do if he stayed?
Violet's nails pinched into her palms, sadness revealed on her face, “Staying in the same room with me
makes you sick?”
Stanley lowered his eyes, silent, and continued walking forward.
“Wait.” Violet closed her eyes and called out to him, “I already know the reason why you're cold to me.
It's because of your parents, isn’t it?”
Stanley's face changed slightly and he turned around suddenly.
When Violet saw his reaction, she knew that her guesses was right.
“So, it is truth. Fraser revealed that the reason you were cold to me was because my mother, so I
wondered if my mother had done something wrong to the Murphy family, and then I learnt from Steven
that my mother was a bit off on the ninth of October every year.”
Hearing the date of October 9th, Stanley's hand, which was carrying the bag, slowly tightened.
Violet saw it, her eyes flashed, and added, “October 9th is the day your parents died eighteen years
ago, and my mother began to be wrong on this day eighteen years ago, so there must be some
connection. Your parents' death is linked to my mother, combined with the fact that you are now
treating me so ...... “
Speaking of that, Violet's eyes trembled as she looked at the man across from her, “You suspect that
my mother killed your parents.”
If it was just a connection, he certainly wouldn't have been so indifferent to her.
So, she figured the biggest possibility was that her mother had killed his parents.
She did not know exactly how his parents died, and the internet only said that on October 9th his
parents both died.
Stanley's face was terribly terrible, “Since you've already known it, I don’t mind telling that your mother
ran over my parents with her car.”
“No way!” Violet subconsciously retorted, shaking her head violently, “My mother definitely didn't hit
your parents with her car, she's not that kind of person.”
“No way?” Stanley took two steps forward and squeezed her chin hard.
She grunted out of pain, frowning.
Seeing that, Stanley let go of his hand.
“Since you said it is impossible, why would your mother be abnormal on the ninth of October?”
“I ......” Violet was speechless.
Yeah, if her mother didn't do that, why she was in a bad mood? Why did she say sorry when she
returned from Jordan?
Seeing Violet's increasingly pale face and increasingly flustered eyes, Stanley clenched his fist tightly,
“Look, you can't even refute.”
“But ...... But that doesn't mean it was my mother who ran over your parents.” Violet said in a low voice.
Stanley gritted his teeth and growled at her, “You're still deceiving yourself.”
“I ......” Violet's body shook as he yelled, and tears gradually came out of her eyes.
She wasn't deceiving herself, though her mother’s behavior did suggest that she had something to do
with the death of his parents.
But that didn’t mean, necessarily, that her mother had killed them, maybe there was something else
going on.
“Violet, do you know how much I regret now?” Stanley stared at her.
Violet's lips twitched, with a bad feeling in her heart.
Stanley closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was no trace of emotion in, “I regret
that I fell in love with you, and I regret even more that I married you because you are the daughter of
my parents' murderer!”
Violet's face went pale, and she felt her whole world had collapsed.
He regretted falling in love with her and marrying her, because she was the daughter of his parents'
murderer ......
Violet said in tears, “No, Stanley, my mother definitely did not do that. I am investigating on it and when
I have the truth ......”
“There's no need to investigate, because the video of your mother hitting my parents back then is in my
hands.” Stanley said indifferently.
And with those words, it managed to send Violet to hell.
Her legs went limp and she sat straight down, her mind going blank with only his words.
He had, in his possession, the video of her mother hitting his parents.
So ......
Violet raised her hands and clutched her hair tightly, “No, no ......”
“Eighteen years ago, my parents went out and were hit by your mother's car, back then your mother
was driving a red car, don't you remember?” Stanley stood in front of her, looking at her in a
domineering way, feeling ridiculous as he asked.
She was in the car, too.
How could she not remember?
However, Violet shook her head, “A red car? No way, my mother has never had a red car, she hates
red the most, there's no way she would drive a red car.”
Within her memory, she really hadn't seen her mother with anything red.
Stanley's face was pale when he heard that, and his eyes held a mocking look, “You're still lying.”
What did it mean to hate red and not to have a red car?
Wasn't she, back then, getting off the red car with her mother?
“I'm not lying.” Violet looked up at the man, “Stanley, I really am not lying. My mother really didn't have
a red car, believe me, I am not lying.”
She tried to grab Stanley's leg.
But Stanley took a step back and avoided her.
And with this action, he made Violet sad.
Not only did he not believe her, and he was now avoiding her.
Violet's heart hurt, and her breath became rapid as it hurt.
“I saw it with my own eyes. Do you think I will believe you? Violet, in order to defend your mother, you
really don't even know what moral is.” Stanley spoke mockingly, never looking at her again as he
turned to leave.
“Stanley!” Violet looked at his back and stood up, trying to pull him back.
A voice came in her mind.
Once he walked out that door, they would really be over.
So, she couldn't let him go.
But no matter how much Violet tried to stop him, Stanley was determined to leave.
Stanley drove away from the villa.
Violet sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at the direction he left with a dull face.
At that moment, Bella came out, “Mrs. Murphy, are you all right?”
She had just heard the conversation between the two.
She originally thought that Mr. Murphy held bad attitude to Mrs. Murphy was because she had done
something wrong, and she didn't expect that his parents were involved.
Violet didn't answer, still looking at the place where Stanley had gone.
Bella, worried that Violet might get sick if she sat on the floor for too long, bent down to help Violet up.
The moment Violet got up, her head suddenly tingled, and several images flashed through her mind,
only that they were so fast that she didn't even have time to see them clearly.
What the hell?
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