My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 959: Something Is Wrong with Phoebe

With a child, Ernest would no longer have a three-year lifespan limit.

With the way he was developing, he would only get stronger as he got completely well, and it would be too difficult for Theodore to suppress Ernest again.

Even if by then he got the antidote of the Fraser family and gave the right of succession to the "controllable" nephew, he might still be unable to bring Ernest down, even if he was the head of the family.

Theodore felt his authority was being challenged.

This baby should not be present at this time.

He should not be alive.

Theodore's eyes shot out sinister gaze and he gradually made up his mind.

He picked up the intercom and said in a cold voice.

"Butler, do whatever it takes to get Florence to miscarry."

Even if this child was lost, Florence could conceive again, if only at the right time.

The Turner family would always be within his grasp.

"Wait."

A man's old and low voice suddenly rang out from behind the bookshelf in the study.

Theodore looked coldly in the direction and hissed, "What are you trying to say?"

"There is no need to kill this child."

The man's voice reminded people of a poisonous snake, which was scheming and grim, "When this child is born, he will 100% possess the ability to open the vault. It will be easier to get him than to control anyone else, and it’s perfectly justifiable."

At these words, Theodore stood up in surprise, and his eyes glinted as he looked at the man behind the bookshelf.

He said excitedly, "Are you really sure the boy can open the vault?"

"Of course I'm sure."

Theodore smiled with satisfaction and was not as angry and gloomy as he had been earlier.

"What a godsend!"

"As long as the boy is in my hands, Ernest will have no more use."

"I no longer have to put up with him challenging my authority."

...

The professional female doctor was a middle-aged woman who had sharp eyes and looked expertly skilled.

She told Florence a lot of things to keep in mind and told Florence to take care of the baby.

Florence was also aware of the child's situation.

Because she was depressed and scared, and hadn't been well nourished before, the baby wasn't very stable. She would have to take care of herself in the future.

Meanwhile, as the wedding was approaching, Kevin was back to his old job, in charge of the preparation. Meanwhile, a lot of things needed Florence's opinions and decisions.

However, what was different this time was that Ernest was mostly by Florence's side and getting ready for the wedding together.

He discussed the details of the wedding with her, which made Florence feel joyful.

It made her feel like she was really going to marry him.

But, there's one regret. Her parents and brother couldn’t attend the ceremony. NôvelDrama.Org content.

Not even her friends could come to the ceremony.

For the past two days, Florence had been calling Stanford and the others whenever she could, trying to get in touch with them.

She wanted to know how her father was doing with his injuries and to tell them the news that she was pregnant and the decision to get married as scheduled.

However, what bothered Florence was that, for unknown reason, she couldn't get through to them via phone call or video call.

If Ernest hadn't told her with conviction that Stanford was back with the Fraser family and that Alexander had been rescued, she couldn't help overthinking about it.

That day, Florence called home once again.

From Stanford to Alexander, to Victoria, to Collin, no one answered.

She called almost numbly and desperately.

She tapped Phoebe's number again to send a video call.

Florence didn't hold out much hope either when a sudden beep came from the phone. Surprisingly, it was answered.

There was Phoebe's face on the other end of the line.

She didn’t know if it was the coloring on her phone or something else, but Phoebe’s face looked a little pale.

Immediately upon seeing Florence, Phoebe smiled sweetly, which washed away the drabness.

Phoebe said cheerfully.

"Florence, did you miss me? You finally sent me a video call."

Florence froze and was puzzled.

Hadn't she been calling and sending her video calls for the past two days? Why did Phoebe sound as if it was the first time she had called?

Florence voiced her confusion, "I've called you many times over the past two days. Doesn't it show on your phone?"

"You've called many times?"

Phoebe was also a little surprised and hurriedly flipped through her phone before it dawned on her what she saw.

She said with embarrassment, "It's true that there were many missed calls. I'm sorry. I was so busy that I didn't see them."

Florence frowned slightly.

Phoebe would usually look at her phone when she had nothing else to do and never went more than an hour without checking her phone for new messages.

But it had been two days and she didn't even know there were missed calls.

What the hell?

Florence then asked, "What are you working on?"

"Just ..."

Phoebe was about to say, but then she thought of something and said with a twinkle, "Nothing. It's just that I've just come to The Fraser family and it's a bit more chaotic. There's a lot of things, and I'm just messing around."

In the past, Florence might have been fooled by Phoebe.

But this was an eventful time and Florence was tense. She was acutely aware that Phoebe was not telling the truth.

Florence frowned and she said in a stern voice, "Phoebe, you don't have to hide it from me. I know my father was shot."

Phoebe's mouth dropped open in surprise and she was a little flustered, "How come you knew so quickly?"

Then, she sighed, "I was trying to hide it from you, so you wouldn't worry."

Florence tightened her grip on the phone, and she was a little distressed.

The first thing Ernest knew about her dad's assassination was to keep it from her, and Phoebe was doing the same now.

She knew they were all concerned for her and wanted to protect her so she wouldn't worry.

But it was also because she was so weak that she made people worry about her so much at all times.

Florence hid the emotion in her heart and asked

"Phoebe, how is my dad doing now? Has Collin been by his side the whole time?"

"Yes, Collin has been keeping watch. Uncle has been in a coma for over a day and has woken up. It's just that he's still weak and woke up for a short time."

Florence was comforted a little more by the news.

She said somewhat eagerly.

"So, are you around? Can you let me see dad? I want to talk to him."

Evasiveness flashed across Phoebe's eyes and she looked a little embarrassed.

She rubbed her fingers uneasily for a moment before saying, "I'm outside and a bit far from where your father is recuperating. I can't let you see him now."

"Alright, so call me on video when you go to the ward, okay?"

Phoebe frowned slightly, and her eyes twinkled as she hesitated.

Florence realized something was off and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

What she asked for was a normal request, and it was a simple thing for Phoebe to do.

But why did Phoebe's reaction and hesitation seem so weird to her