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 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?"
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