One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 173

George put down the phone, rearranged his expression, and replied with a smile, "It's from the garage, saying that my car had been crashed too badly and it was not easy to repair, so advised me to buy a new one."

Hearing that, Violet recalled the situation of his car at that time. The whole front of the car was flat. It was really serious.

"Then buy a new one. It was crashed so badly. Even if it is repaired, the safety factor is not as high as the original one." Violet sat down.

George said, "It can only be this way."

Suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door.

Violet and George both looked over.

The door was opened. Jessie came in from outside carrying a big bag.

Seeing this, Violet quickly got up to help, "So heavy. What have you bought, Jessie?"

"I bought some cookers and a big bone. I am going to cook a big bone soup for George." Jessie took a look at George.

George's eyes flickered, and then he looked away.

Seeing that the atmosphere of the two of them had begun to become stiff and embarrassing again, Violet couldn't help but sighed, and then hurriedly clapped her hands and said, "Soup? I'm good at this. Jessie, I can help you!"

"Okay." Jessie agreed with a smile.

Afterwards, Violet led Calvin to follow Jessie and walked to the next public kitchen, where the hospital built for patients’ family members to cook.

After the three people left, only George was left in the ward.

George picked up the phone next to his pillow again and dialed out the phone number with a gloomy face.

The phone was quickly connected. The woman said with slightly soft but a gleeful voice, "You are awake."

"Is it you?" George squinted.

The woman blinked, pretending to not understand, "Dr. Joe, what are you talking about? Why is me?"

"You sent someone to damage the brakes of that car!" George squeezed the phone tightly and said in a cold voice.

"Wow, you’re really clever."

The woman covered her lips and chuckled, "But I did this for your own good. You said you want to get hurt for Violet and make Violet feel guilty for you. Then you can ask her to be with you. Bu just minor injuries are not enough, so I just wanted to make you hurt a little bit more serious, then her guilt would be more serious..."

"Huh, do you think I will believe your nonsense?" George interrupted her with a distorted face, "You just want to kill me, because I have evidence that you want to kill Violet."

The woman's laughter stopped.

George knew that he was right. The hand he was holding the phone trembled slightly, as if he was about to smash the phone.

"I advise you to dispel this idea. Do you think everything will be okay after you kill me? Do you believe that as long as I die, the evidence will appear on the Internet immediately? It's not just that you wanted to kill violet but also the truth about Stanley's parents' accident!"

After saying it, George grinned and hung up the phone.

At the same time, Violet opened the door and came in.

George's eyes condensed. Then he quickly let go of the phone and arranged the expression on his face, returning to his usual gentle and elegant look, "Violet, is the soup ready?"

"No, I just came here to get the bag!" Violet said, walking towards the sofa, picking up the bag on the sofa and putting it on her shoulders.

George pursed his lips, "Are you leaving now?"

"Yeah, just now, the supervisor of the factory department of the studio called me and told me that something went wrong while making the clothes. He asked me to have a look." Violet nodded and turned back.

George waved his hand at her, "Be careful on the way."

"I will. I'll see you later."

After that, Violet went out, pulled Calvin's hand outside the door, and left the hospital.

In the next few days, Violet became busy.

In the morning, she drew design drawings in the studio, helped other designers modify the design drawings and went to the factory to supervise the progress of the clothes production. Then she went to the hospital after picking up the children in the evening.