Violet shook her head, "No, I am fine."
"That's good." Linda helped her lie down.
Violet looked at her phone, "Is it Jessie?"
"Yes, I asked her to catch the adulterer and she is telling me the result."
"Give me the phone."
Linda was reluctant, "Violet, better not, in case you get pissed off again ......"
"I am fine." Violet shook her head.
Seeing her insistence, Linda couldn't argue with her, so she just sighed and handed the phone over.
Violet took it and put it to her ear, "Jessie."
"Violet, let me tell you the good news, Mr. Murphy ......"
"He didn't cheat on me." Violet interrupted Jessie's words.
Linda opened her mouth wide in surprise, "Violet, are you so sure?"
Jessie was also curious as to why Violet was so sure.
Violet smiled, "When we made up, we said we would trust each other, so I trust him that he would not
cheat on me."
She was purely pissed off at the photo and got fainted.
But during the process of being taken to the hospital, her mind had been clear, so she thought and
pondered the possibility that Stanley had cheated on her.
And she thought it was impossible.
Stanley had already known Ivy's true nature, how could he have an affair with her?
So there must be something wrong.
"Well, congratulations, Violet, Mr. Murphy did not cheat on you, it was Ivy set him up ......"
Jessie told the story.
When Violet heard that Jessie touched Ivy’s pussy, she was stunned, "You are brave, Jessie."
"Yeah, I've sacrificed a lot, my hand is not clean now." Jessie looked at her hand and said with a fake
complaint.
Violet's heart was warm.
Having a BFF like that was truly the best thing that had ever happened to her in her life.
"Thank you, Jessie, when I get home, I will buy a gift. Haven't you always wanted that platinum bag
from Van Si, I will give it to you."
Jessie's eyes instantly lit up, "Really?"
That was a blue-blooded brand under the Murphy Group, so every bag from Van Si was very
expensive, never costing less than six figures.
That platinum bag, although it was a two year old model, was made in the quantity of ten worldwide,
leading to the fact that there were still many women wanted to get one.
There was only one left at the moment, though, in the main Van Si store, but for some reason, that bag
had never been sold.
"Of course it's true." Violet nodded with a smile.
Stanley intended to give it to Violet on her birthday, which was why it had been kept in the store.
Now she could offer to give it to Jessie.
"Great, thank you, Violet." Jessie jumped up and down in excitement.
"You don't have to thank me, you did me and Stanley such a big favor, you should have it. By the way,
how is Stanley now?" Violet asked with concern.
Just now Jessie said that Stanley was drugged.
She was worried about his condition.
Jessie looked into the room, "We don't know yet, but Fraser has already contacted the doctor. Don't
worry, I'll keep an eye on him, when his test result comes out, Fraser and I will contact you
immediately."
"Ok." Violet raised the corner of her mouth.
Then, Jessie added, "What about you, Violet? I heard Linda that you had an admeninal pain, is the
baby okay?"
"Yes." Violet nodded.
Jessie patted his chest, "Good."
After that, the two hung up the phone.
But Violet had been worrying about Stanley.
Jessie put down her phone and joined Fraser, sending Stanley to the hospital.
As for Ivy was locked up by Fraser.
After all, there was no way Ivy would be spared after doing something like that.
But what to do with it would have to wait until Stanley woke up.
Henry had hurried from home after learning of Stanley's accident.
"What's wrong with Stanley?" Henry asked, panting as he grabbed Fraser's shoulder.
It wasn't long after he and Stanley had finished talking and separated, and then he bid farewell to Ivy
and Colin and went back.
There was no point in him staying there. Ivy didn't want to introduce him as a boyfriend to others, and
Colin didn't like Ivy being with him, for he was a doctor and could not give Ivy enough security and
companionship.
So, after being ignored by Ivy and Colin jointly, he left in a fit of anger, so he didn't know what
happened afterwards.
"Dr. Baxter, Mr. Murphy ......" Fraser told him the story.
After hearing that, Henry was dumbfounded, taking two steps back.
"How ...... How is this possible?" Henry's mouth open as he spat out the sentence with difficulty.
Although Jessie sympathized with him, she said in exasperation, "How is it impossible? This is the
truth, your girlfriend set up Mr. Murphy and want to be with him."
"......" Henry didn't say anything, his face was pale and grim.
When Jessie saw him like this, she couldn't say anything else.
After all, he was just as much a victim as Mr. Murphy and Violet.
"Where is Ivy now?" Henry asked in a hoarse voice.
Fraser pushed his glasses, "At the hotel, I had someone had taken her in to control, sorry, Dr. Baxter."
"It's okay, I understand." Henry barely managed to squeeze a smile, "I'll go make a call."
He kept his head down and walked off into the distance.
Jessie looked at his back and sighed, "What is in Ivy’s mind? Dr. Baxter is such a nice person, how can
she do that?"
Fraser shrugged his shoulders, "How would I know?"
Jessie gave him a blank look and stopped talking.
Henry walked to a quiet part of the building and took a deep breath to dial Ivy's number.
The call was soon answered, but there was no sound.
Henry knew that Ivy must be on the other end, she just didn't say anything.
"Ivy." Henry called out to her in a sad voice.
Ivy sat on the bed, expressionless, "You know it, huh?"
Henry nodded.
Ivy's grip on the phone tightened, "In that case, let's break up."
She had wanted him to raise breakup, so that she could not be single and gain the sympathy of others.
But now, everything was ruined by Jessie.
Instead of agreeing to break up, Henry asked, "Why?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why did that? Is it bad to be with me? Am I not good to you? Do I not love you enough?" Henry
questioned in a row.
Ivy was silent for a few seconds before her face twisted as she said, "You're good to me, you love me,
but that's not what I want, because I don't love you, I never love you. I love Stanley, I only want Stanley
to love me and be good to me, do you understand?"
"So that's why you did that?" Henry had a look of mockery on his face.
Ivy bit her lower lip, "Yes."
"Don't you feel sorry for me?"
Ivy asked loudly and rhetorically, "What's wrong with me pursuing my love, Henry?"
"It's not right. Stanley doesn't love you, he's married, he has a wife, you are trying to rurin his marriage.
And you're my girlfriend, have you ever thought about my feeling when you did that?" Henry asked her
as he hammered his chest.
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