Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

Chapter 411 Her Memory Came Back

Stanley's face sank slightly, "What do you want to say?"

Violet put her hand down, "What I want to say is very simple. Stanley, since I am still your wife, I have the right to ask you to transfer her away from you. I won't let you fire her. I just want you transfer her away, far away. She can’t be allowed to go here."

"Violet, you deliberately target me!" Ivy glared at her unwillingly.

Violet smiled, "Yes, I just target you. I just can't accept a woman who has dirty thoughts about my husband to stay with my husband. If you are unwilling, you can continue to oppose it. It's up to you. But don’t you feel ashamed?"

"You..." Ivy was so angry.

Violet ignored her and looked at Stanley, "Do you agree? If you don't agree, juts divorce. Then I don't have to see it. You can do whatever you want. I won't care about it anymore."

Stanley pursed his lips, "Fraser."

Fraser came to his senses, "Mr. Murphy."

"Take Ivy to the personnel department and arrange another post for her." Stanley said while rubbing his temples.

Fraser nodded and responded, "Yes."

"Stanley..." Ivy looked at Stanley incredulously.

However, Stanley didn't look at her. He just walked to the office. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Violet snorted, and also walked to his office

There were only two people left, Fraser and Ivy.

Fraser made a posture of inviting, "Miss Ellis, let's go."

Ivy stomped angrily, "I just put something in Stanley's office. But she drove me away like this."

Fraser rolled his eyes inwardly.

Just put something in the office?

Except for Mr. Murphy, everyone could see her thoughts. Like what Mrs. Murphy said, Ivy just wanted to make people misunderstand the relationship between her and Mr. Murphy.

She had such a big ambition. It was no wonder that she angered Mrs. Murphy.

Ivy deserved it too!

Violet followed Stanley into the office.

Violet looked at him, "Where is the evidence?"

Stanley didn't speak, but he just turned on the computer, "See it for yourself."

Violet walked over suspiciously and looked at the computer screen.

A video shot by a mobile phone was played on the screen. In the video, she saw a pair of men and women who looked similar to Stanley crossing the street hand in hand when suddenly a red car rammed into the man and woman.

The man and woman were knocked out and fell to the ground, blood spreading under them.

At this moment, the camera of the video moved forward. A mother and a daughter got off the red car and walked towards the man and woman in horror, and then the video came to an abrupt end.

"How come..." Violet took two steps back in disbelief.

She knew the pair of mother and daughter who got off the red car.

That mother was her mother, and the little girl was herself.

Her mother actually killed Stanley's parents!

Violet felt cold. She turned her neck stiffly to look at Stanley.

Stanley also looked at her, "Now you still insist that your mother didn't kill anyone?"

"I..." Violet's mouth trembled. She couldn't answer.

Because the truth was right before her eyes. What else could she say?

This video reminded her of the nightmare of last night.

The nightmare was similar to the content on this video.

So why did she have such a dream?

Or was it not a dream, but her memory?

Eason said that she had forgotten something. George also said that her headache was caused by losing memory. So was it this memory?

But why did she forget it?

Thinking about it, Violet felt head hurt.

She held her head. Her face was full of pain.

Seeing this, Stanley was anxious and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"My head hurts!" Violet knelt down in pain.

The headache this time was worse than before. In pain, she was gasping for breath. The cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

This was more than that. The pictures in her mind flickered more frequently. One by one constantly impacted her mind, making her completely unbearable.

Finally, Violet fainted in pain and fell to the ground.

"Violet!" Stanley was stunned. He quickly stepped forward to help her up and patted her face lightly, trying to wake her up.

But Violet seemed to be immersed in a nightmare. She frowned, but was just unable to wake up.

Stanley hugged her up with a tight face, and walked towards the sofa quickly.

After putting her on the sofa, he took out his cell phone to call Fraser.

"Call a doctor to come up." Stanley commanded in a deep voice. There was a trace of worry in his tone.

"Okay." Fraser swallowed.

Did Mr. Murphy and Mrs. Murphy have a fight in the office?

Then Mr. Murphy accidentally injured Mrs. Murphy?

If this was the case, Mr. Murphy would be a truly violent man.

Fraser didn't dare to think about it anymore. He hurried to arrange a doctor.

Soon, the doctor came.

Stanley asked him to check Violet.

When the doctor finished checking, Stanley clenched his fists and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

The doctor didn't know the relationship between Violet and Stanley, so he didn't dare to call Violet indiscriminately. He just replied respectfully, "This lady is fine. She fainted because she got stimulated. She will be fine when she wakes up."

Hearing this, Stanley heaved a sigh of relief, "I see. You can go out."

"Yes." The doctor replied, and walked away with his medicine box on his back.

The office fell silent again.

Stanley rubbed his eyebrows, sat down opposite Violet, and stared at her quietly.

After a long time, Violet suddenly sat up, and shouted with an uneasy face, "No!"

Stanley was startled by her. He frowned, "Do you woke up?"

Violet didn't respond, but just sat there blankly.

When Stanley saw this, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "What's the matter with you?"

"..." Violet still didn't answer, but she laughed very happily.

Stanley pursed his lips, "What are you laughing at?"

This time, Violet finally reacted. She raised her arm to wipe away the tears, and replied him while watching him, "I'm happy, so I laughed. Stanley, my mother didn't kill your parents!"

The coma just now reminded her of that memory eighteen years ago.

Yes, she did forget it. It was her mother who hired a hypnotist to make her forget it.

But just now, she remembered it all.

Stanley's face sank. He stood up, "Violet, you have seen the evidence, but you still refuse to admit it!"

"Because my mother hadn't done it. How can I admit it?" Violet also got off the sofa and stood on the ground, staring at him calmly, "I told you yesterday I let George hypnotize me to see if there is any problem with my memory. Now I tell you that there are indeed some problems with my memory, but it comes back."

"What do you mean?" Stanley squinted.

Violet took a deep breath, "It means I have already recalled all the truth."

"Recall?" Stanley was startled slightly, "So you meant that you forgot the memory of you and your mother killing my parents?"

"You’re wrong. My mother and I didn't kill your parents. How many times do you want me to say it?" Violet replied loudly.

Stanley's thin lips were a little bit cold. He pulled a long face.

Violet snorted and pointed to the computer, "The people in the video just now are indeed my mother and me. I witnessed your parents’ tragic situation that day and was terribly scared because I had never

seen that kind of sight. After I went back, I kept having nightmares and my mental state was seriously affected."