One night Two babies by Liz Pinelis

Chapter 706 Influenced by the Devil

Henry was taken aback by his words, then realized what was going on and shook his head, "You

misunderstood, Stanley, I didn't mean that."

"Is that so? Can you tell me what you mean with this outfit?" Stanley's thin lips hooked up coolly.

Henry looked down at the clothes he was wearing and smiled bitterly, "This outfit is just a wish of my

own. I had dated with Ivy for a month. At that time, I thought Ivy was truly with me, and I was so happy

that I had promised to give her a grand wedding, and she had agreed.”

"Ivy agreed?" This made Stanley couldn't help but be surprised.

But soon after Stanley thought that Ivy loved Henry, that bit of surprise subsided.

At that time, Ivy had already fallen in love with Henry, or she couldn't have agreed.

But Ivy didn't know she was in love with Henry.

"Yes, Ivy agreed, so since that day I've been preparing a wedding dress ring and things like that."

Henry sat down again and said, "I wanted to give Ivy a surprise, so I made a special trip to Italy and

found a very famous wedding dress designer to design a wedding dress for Ivy, and I also found a very

famous jewelry designer to design a ring for her. I originally planned to propose to her when the

wedding dress and ring were ready."

"And then what?" Stanley took a seat next to him.

Henry looked up, looked at the ceiling and took a breath, "And then before the first draft plans of the

wedding dress and ring design came out, Ivy broke up with me, so after that, I kept the wedding dress

and ring under wraps, I never told her, nor did I tell anyone, so none of you knew that I had prepared

them."

Stanley raised his chin slightly and stopped talking.

But Henry treated him like a listener and didn't stop, continuing on, "Now that Ivy has passed away, I

want to give her the wedding dress and ring that I had originally prepared for her, as a fulfillment of my

desire to marry her once, and as a complete end to everything between her and me."

"So you didn't plan to have a marriage with her and then proceed to martyrdom?" Stanley looked at

him.

Henry snorted, "How is that possible, as I said, I've moved on, so naturally I won't do that anymore. I'll

just give Ivy what was meant for her, and from then on, I won't have anything of her anymore."

Stanley gave a chortle, "Let's hope that's true."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid or wrong to my parents, so Stanley, thank you for caring about

me and for making this trip for fear of me killing myself." Henry looked at him and thanked him

earnestly.

Stanley sank his face, "You're overthinking it, I don't care about you and I'm not making this trip for

you."

"Oh? So what brings you here? Do you come for a walk?" Henry teased.

Stanley grunted, "I just pass by."

Henry laughed happily, "Okay, okay, just pretend you're passing by."

His good friend was arrogant, so he would not expose him.

Stanley glanced at him and didn't say anything else.

After a moment, Henry suddenly thought of something and turned his head to look at Stanley, "Right,

Stanley, are we still friends?"

Stanley frowned, "No."

Hearing those words, the anticipation on Henry's face slowly dissipated and his eyes dimmed, finally

lowering his head and smiling bitterly, "Well, I thought you had forgiven me and didn't blame me

anymore, I was overthinking it."

Stanley pursed his lips, "We're not the best of friends like we used to be, but we can be normal friends."

Henry's eyes lit up anew and a smile lifted on his face, "That's great."

Although being normal friends was no better than before, Stanley was still willing to treat him as a

normal friend after he betrayed Stanley once.

He was content and happy enough.

As the two were talking, the door to the dressing room opened and the makeup artist came out of it,

removing her mask and nodding to Henry, "Dr. Baxter, well, you can go ahead and wait over by the

crematorium."

"Thanks." Henry nodded.

After that, he, Stanley, and Fraser went over to the cremator.

It didn't take long for Ivy to be pushed over, wearing a beautiful wedding dress and delicate makeup on

her face, and if she wasn't really dead, one would think she was just asleep.

Henry didn't step forward and just stood there with Stanley, watching those staff members put Ivy on

the cremator.

Normally, when a body is cremated, it is not allowed to wear clothes or any jewelry.

Of course, there can be exceptions as long as there is money, and when the cremator is finally

cleaned, just pay to clean it anyway.

With that, Ivy was sent in and the door of the crematorium was closed.

The next second, the staff member pressed some button, and Henry saw the inside of the furnace,

flames rising.

Henry's eyes moistened.

And Stanley remained expressionless, quietly looking at the cremated Ivy, and without the slightest

emotion in his eyes, as if what was being cremated was not his former sister, nor his former enemy, but

just a toy doll that was not worth getting attached to.

"You know what, Stanley? I actually watched Ivy being born." Henry suddenly spoke.

Stanley raised an eyebrow, "You watched Ivy be born?"

That he didn't really know.

Henry nodded, "Yes, I'm four years older than Ivy, and once, when I went to the hospital to play, I

happened to come across Ivy's mother in difficult labor being sent into the delivery room, but at that

time, the doctor in charge of the cesarean just happened to be on break, so my dad filled in for that

doctor and performed the cesarean on Ivy's mother, while I snuck into the delivery room to hide

because I was playful, and then saw Ivy’s birth."

At that, he paused in his tone for a moment, as if he was simmering with some emotion.

After a few seconds, he took a breath, before adding, "Ivy was born under my watch, that's why I have

such deep and strong feelings for her, because she is different for me. It was the first time I saw the

birth of life, and I chose to be a doctor like my father, and because Ivy's birth made me understand the

beauty of life and medicine." Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's just that the one you watched being born is a demon." Stanley hit him without mercy.

It was funny to say that a doctor saw the birth of a demon, saved her and fell in love with her.

Wasn't that funny?

Hearing Stanley use the word 'demon' for Ivy, Henry didn't have much of a reaction.

Because it would have been indisputable that Ivy was a demon.

He had actually thought about how he certainly wouldn't have fallen in love with this demon if, at the

beginning, he had known he was watching the birth of a demon.

But what was the point?

Nothing could go back to the past.

"Yeah, Ivy is the demon, I once watched the demon come into the world and now I'm sending the

demon away myself, so I guess that's all karma." Henry looked at Ivy, who had been enveloped in fire

and was completely invisible, and a relieved smile curled the corners of his mouth.

Stanley saw that he had truly let go of his feelings for Ivy, and his thin lips moved as he spoke, "There's

one thing that I haven't told you."

"What?" Henry queried, twisting his head to look at him.