One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis novel Chapter 485

Looking at the deflected table, Henry knew that his best friend had real anger, and he answered honestly, "Ivy has already left."

"Left?" Stanley looked at him without a trace of emotion.

Henry bowed his head, "Yes, I was the one who let Ivy go. She left alone after she came out of the villa, and now even I don't know where she's gone."

"You don't know either." Stanley was exasperated, "Henry, I want to know why you're doing this."

"It was Ivy who contacted me and asked me to save her, if I hadn't agreed, she might have committed suicide, and you know, Stanley, with Ivy's extreme nature, she'd have done it." Henry looked at him.

Stanley snorted coldly, "I can't deny that Ivy could do something to kill herself, but I've removed all the dangerous things from her room, so she couldn't kill herself at all."

"That's true, but if she wants to die, she has a thousand ways to get herself killed." Henry said.

Stanley clenched his fist, "So you're just being soft because you think Ivy will really seek death?"

Henry nodded, "Yes, I love Ivy, I've always loved her, I can't stand by and watch her go crazy or die, so I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Stanley, I'm the one who let Ivy go, so whatever anger you have, come at me."

"Don't worry, I will, but Ivy, I won't let her go either." Stanley narrowed his eyes, turning around to leave.

"Stanley." Henry called out to him.

Stanley stopped in his tracks.

Henry took a deep breath and pleaded, "Stanley, since Ivy has already left, can you just spare her? Maybe she really knows she's wrong."

"You are stupid to the core!" Stanley inclined his head and said sarcastically without mercy, "You think Ivy would really have the idea of knowing she was wrong? No, she doesn't, and if she does, she would have done so long ago, instead of asking you to help her escape."

"I know, but ......"

"Do you really love her?" Stanley suddenly interrupted him.

Henry froze for a moment, "What?"

"Do you really love Ivy?" Stanley asked him.

Henry frowned, "Of course."

"But in my opinion, that's not love, it's connivance." Stanley said, "You claim that you love Ivy, you know that Ivy has a serious mental illness, but you didn't think of finding her a doctor. You know that she did something wrong, but you didn't think of making her take responsibility for her wrongdoing, instead, you helped her escape and evade responsibility. Is that love?"

"......" Henry's mouth opened as if he wanted to explain something, but the words wouldn't come out of his mouth.

He felt in his heart that he wasn't indulging Ivy by doing this, he just couldn't bear to see her suffer.

But once he compared it to Stanley's words, he couldn't refute it.

"The only reason Ivy will turn worse is because of you, Henry, she knows you'll be soft on her, will help her, will save her, that's why she's going more and more over the top. Henry, you think this is your love for her, but in fact you're ruining her faster, think about it."

Stanley finished, withdrew his gaze, and lifted his feet to walk out of Henry's office.

After he left, Henry sat alone in his chair, his mind buzzing.

Was he really ruining Ivy at an accelerated rate, like Stanley said?

Henry mentally opposed to Stanley's words and wanted to say that Stanley was wrong.

But at the same time, there was another voice in his heart telling him that what Stanley said was true.

It was because he had repeatedly helped Ivy that Ivy was emboldened.

Henry bowed his head and clutched his hair with both hands, his heart clogged and vaguely regretful.

Maybe, for once, he was really wrong.

"Mr. Murphy." Stanley came to the elevator, where Fraser had been waiting for him, and greeted him when he saw him.

"Send people to the major airports and train stations in J City, make sure to find Ivy." Stanley walked into the elevator and ordered in a deep voice.

Fraser nodded in response, "Yes."