One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 167

Stanley paused and turned his head violently, "Intentional?"

"Yes." Fraser nodded.

Stanley's face sank, "Violet was next to him when George had a car accident. Could it be that the person was the one who wanted to kill Violet twice before?"

"Mr. Murphy, you guessed wrong this time." Fraser pushed his glasses and smiled.

Stanley stared at Fraser, "Say!"

Fraser touched the tip of his nose. Originally, he wanted to let Mr. Murphy guess it. Now being stared at by Mr. Murphy like this, he didn't dare to play any tricks. After clearing his throat, he seriously replied, "This car accident was planned by Dr. Joe himself. "

"What?" Stanley was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Himself?"

"Yes, I caught the driver who caused the accident based on the monitoring of that section of the road. According to the driver's disclosure, he did this after receiving Dr. Joe's money." Fraser replied.

Stanley narrowed his eyes, "What's the reason?"

"It's for Violet." Fraser lowered his voice, "You also know that Dr. Joe has that kind of feelings for Violet, but Violet doesn't like him. She likes you. Then he became anxious, so he planned this car accident and wanted to have a car accident in front of Violet. In that case, he could make Violet feel guilty towards him, thus..."

"I see." Stanley interrupted Fraser.

George deliberately wanted Violet to think it was her that caused him to have the car accident.

In this way, she would feel guilty for George. Then George could use this guilt to ask her to be with him. Such a trick!

"When he did this, he was not afraid to die on the spot?" Stanley squinted and sneered.

Fraser looked serious, "Speaking of which, Dr. Joe really shouldn't have been injured so badly."

"Huh?" Stanley looked at him.

Fraser frowned and said, "The driver said that Dr. Joe only asked him to smash Dr. Joe into a minor injury, but he didn't know why when he crashed, the brakes suddenly got out of control. That's why Dr. Joe became so miserable."

"The brakes were out of control?" Stanley felt a little confused, "Is it an accident?"

Fraser thought for a while and replied, "It should be. I asked someone to check the brakes of that car. It doesn't seem to have been damaged by someone. So this time, it was Dr. Joe who was so unlucky."

Stanley sneered, "But he's not dead. It's a mixed blessing."

"Yes." Fraser nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Do you want to tell Violet and Miss Robinson about this truth?"

Stanley's eyes flashed, "No, Violet won't believe it even if I tell her. In her eyes, George is a gentle and innocent doctor, not someone who can do these things. Even if the driver who caused the accident is a witness, it's useless. She would think that it’s us who ask the driver to say that, not to mention Jessie."

If Jessie knew the true face of George, she would not necessarily continue to love George.

That was not what Stanley wanted to see. He wanted to help Jessie and let Jessie take the initiative to pursue George. Only in this way, George had no time to pester Violet.

Fraser didn't know what Stanley was thinking. He touched his chin, a little unwilling, "Is it just hiding from Violet like this?"

Stanley put his hands in his trouser pocket, "I asked you to check the information about George. How is it going?"

Fraser shook his head, "He is quite mysterious. What I can find is his rich resume, and the information specifically for people to check. There is no progress, as if it has been covered up."

"Is it?" Stanley turned his head back and walked forward again.

Originally, he thought, George, a person who was good at disguising and had psychological problems, must have done something shameful in secret. He wanted to find it out and let Violet know the true face of George.

But now it didn't seem to work. So he could only let Violet see it with her own eyes when George made another move next time.

In the evening, Violet came to the hospital again with two children.

As soon as Calvin and Arya entered the ward, they ran to the bedside, crying to make George wake up.

Violet didn't stop them, just let them go. She handed the thermos in her hand to Jessie, "I made some chicken soup for you. Eat some."

Jessie shook her head and put the chicken soup aside, "George hasn't woken up yet. I don't have any appetite for the time being."

"Did the doctor say when he can wake up?" Violet looked at her.