Daddy! Mommy Is Pregnant Again

When putting the lipstick on, Violet moved very gently, fearing that it would make a noise and attract Ivan's attention, which would be troublesome at that time. But no one knew that during the period of putting the lipstick on, Violet's heart was flustered and nervous, her heart was almost jumping out of her throat. Luckily, in the end, she managed to put the lipstick down.

She believed the lipstick will not be noticed by Ivan as long as he does not look down into the sink behind her.

Violet thought with uneasy uncertainty in her heart.

Little did she know that Ivan was so much taller than her, with a wide perspective, that as soon as he looked down, he could take in all her little movements.

So Violet's little move of putting lipstick on was naturally seen by Ivan.

But Ivan did nothing, said nothing, and even waited until she had finished letting go and was relieved before speaking, "Violet, come with me."

He looked at her with a grin on his face.

Violet still didn't know that he knew all about her actions and looked up to stare at him closely, "I want to know where exactly are you taking me? And what are you going to do?" Ivan reached out to touch her face.

Violet subconsciously tried to veer to the side and refuse.

But then thinking of the lipstick in the sink behind her, she resisted the urge to avoid his hand.

She was afraid that if she tilted her head, she would reveal the space behind her and he would find the lipstick.

Ivan seemed satisfied with Violet's lack of avoidance, and the back of his hand gently stroked her face.

Violet's face tickled, but more than that, it was still disgusting, as if what was on her face was not a hand, but a disgusting bedbug.

Of course Ivan could see the disgust in Violet's eyes, but he acted as if he didn't see it and continued to stroke her face, as if he wanted to touch every part of her face and take it to heart.

"I'll take you to a nice place, a place where it's just the two of us, a place where you'll never see Stanley and your three children." Ivan finally answered.

Violet looked at him incredulously, "What did you say?"

Was he trying to hide her away, locked her away somewhere?

Ivan lowered his eyes, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes, "Okay Violet, it's getting late, come with me."

With that, he moved to pull her wrist.

Violet immediately drew her hand, "I'm not going, I won't go with you, Ivan, you'd better give up this idea."

Ivan looked at his hand, he was not angry, but his eyes were meaningful, "Violet, you will come with me, and you can only come with me, you have no choice."

After saying that, he took out something from his pocket and waved it in front of Violet.

Violet only felt that she smelled a fragrance, then the next second, her eyes started to become blurred and her body started to go soft.

Immediately afterwards, her body swayed, unable to stand, and she fell backwards towards the front.

And in front, there is Ivan.

Violet's forehead hit Ivan's chest. On her chest, Ivan wrapped her waist around her, her gaze fell on the lipstick on the sink behind her, and hooked her lips, "What a silly woman, do you really think you can leave clues for Stanley to keep me from finding out like this?"

In fact, there was nowhere to hide from everything she had done.

Only he, however, had no intention of erasing the trail.

He would keep this clue to let Stanley know that he had taken Violet.

Only then could his final plan, in the end, go ahead.

Gathering his thoughts, Ivan took off his jacket with one hand and covered Violet's face, then picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

Outside the washroom, Ivan looked to the few people who had been guarding the washroom and asked in a light voice, "During this period, no one came over, right?"

"No." A few men replied, "Two women came over at first, and after we scared them away, we sent someone to guard the entrance to the corridor, and then no one came over at all."

Ivan gave a satisfied nod, "Go."

A few people, in a group, left the clubhouse.

At this point, the award ceremony was held.

Aimee looked at the fourth place are almost finished speaking, immediately to her and Violet, and Violet has not yet returned, which makes her can not help but begin to anxious. The phone is not answered and has been turned off.

Just when Aimee was so anxious that she hesitated to go to the bathroom to look for someone, Stanley arrived with his bodyguard.

He caught a glimpse of Aimee but not Violet, his brow furrowed for a moment before he walked over, "Where's my wife?"

He asked.

When Aimee saw him, it was as if

she had seen a savior, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly replied, "Mr. Murphy, it's great that you're here, Violet went to the washroom ten minutes ago, but she hasn't come back yet, it's our turn to go on stage soon. I called her and told her to hurry back, but the phone was turned off. Mr. Murphy, you should hurry and send someone to the washroom to see if something happened to Violet. Before her phone still had more than half the battery, I saw it, it can't be turned off, so there must be something wrong."

Hearing this, Stanley's face suddenly changed, "What?"

Aimee nodded her head in a hurry, "Suddenly the phone is off, it is very wrong, I doubt if something has happened to Violet, Mr. Murphy, you hurry......"

"I know." Stanley interrupted her in a

deep voice, then turned his head to the bodyguard behind him and instructed, "You go to the organizer and tell them that the champion's award ceremony has been pushed back a bit. Everyone is tired after presenting the awards for so long in a row, I believe everyone will be

happy when they know it."

"Okay." The bodyguard responded and immediately went to do as he was told.

Stanley looked back at Aimee, "You're coming with me."

Aimee nodded in a daze, then hurried to follow him.

The two of them came to the bathroom side and Stanley pointed directly at her, "You go in."

Aimee knew he was asking her to help her go in and find Violet, and after nodding, she darted into the bathroom, looking for Violet.

However, Aimee looked in every cubicle, and with her mouth still shouting Violet's name, she did not see Violet, nor did she hear Violet's reply, so her heart sank to the bottom and she became more and more uneasy.

She's not in the bathroom and her phone is off, where did she go?

It's not like she's been kidnapped, is it?

This thought came and Aimee was taken aback by herself, "No way......"

She swallowed in disbelief.

At that moment, two women were gathered around the sink, talking together about lipstick or something.

Aimee was not interested, but her eyes glanced at it uncontrollably, and with this glance, her face changed dramatically, wasn't that Violet's lipstick?Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

That lipstick was the only one in the world, custom-made by Mr. Murphy especially for Violet, so she would never mistake it.

Thinking about this, Aimee quickly

stepped forward and snatched the

lipstick from the two women's hands. After taking a closer look and confirming that it was indeed Violet's lipstick, she sucked in a breath of cold air, "This is a big problem!"

Ignoring the two women's curses, she darted out of the washroom and shouted to Stanley who was on the phone, "Mr. Murphy, Violet might have been taken away, this is the lipstick she left behind." She said, handing over the lipstick.

Stanley immediately hung up his phone and took the lipstick, his big hand, which had always been stable, suddenly trembled slightly at this moment, a murderous general aura permeated his body, and his face was even being frightening.0000