My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 960 What's That Look in Your Eyes

"No, nothing."

Phoebe quickly put the expression on her face away and said with a smile as if nothing was wrong, "I'll go over to the ward later and make another video call for you to see."

Looking at Phoebe like that, Florence always felt something was wrong, but didn't know what it was.

After a moment's hesitation, Florence said extremely seriously. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

"Phoebe, is there something wrong with you there? Whatever it is, don't hide it from me, okay?"

Despite her distance, Florence wanted to share her burden as much as possible.

Phoebe shook her head in a huff, "What could be wrong with me? Your brother's here with me. It's really just that we've just come to the Fraser family and your dad has been shot, and there's chaos everywhere, so we’re extra busy. There's really nothing else going on."

Florence looked at Phoebe suspiciously, "Really?"

"I swear on my honor, it's true."

Phoebe held up two fingers and swore seriously, but her fingers looked more like a V-sign.

The serious atmosphere was then spoiled by her.

Amused, Florence said a snort of laughter, "Are you taking pictures?"

"You can take screenshots and save my gorgeous poses by the way."

Phoebe took the opportunity to crack a joke.

In the video, she was smiling, laughing and joking, and didn't seem to be any different from her usual self.

Florence's worry was relieved a little bit. Perhaps she was overthinking it.

Her mum and dad were so looking forward to Stanford falling in love and getting married, so they should be very fond of Phoebe now.

Her brother, although numb, was also very good to Phoebe and would not let her suffer.

Perhaps she was just too busy and had the wrong impression.

Phoebe smiled when she saw Florence thinking and asked.

"Florence, how are things going for you now?"

At the mention of her situation, Florence subconsciously glanced at her belly, then smiled sweetly.

She pursed her lips and whispered.

"Phoebe, I'm pregnant."

"Pregnant?"

Phoebe was shocked for a moment, then almost jumped out of joy, "Really? Florence, that's really the best news I've heard during this period!"

As soon as Ernest had found all three of his drugs, Florence was pregnant.

Good things were coming one after the other and the future was looking bright.

Florence smiled and nodded, "I'm surprised too. I didn't expect to get pregnant at this time. Maybe the baby also cares for his dad and wants to get out sooner, so his dad can recover quickly too."

"That's definitely the case."

Phoebe was genuinely happy, then thought of something and hastily asked.

"Have you not been able to get in touch with Stanford yet?"

"Yeah, I haven't been able to get in touch with him."

"He's busy, and he probably doesn't even have time to check his phone these days. I'll go and tell him for you."

Phoebe said and started to walk away.

Florence looked at Phoebe with gratitude. It was so good that she had contacted her. She would finally be able to have communication with her family.

She could see her dad and tell them she was pregnant.

Florence said, "Take it easy. Be careful when walking. I'm going to hang up now. Don't get tripped over."

Phoebe nodded in agreement and hung up the phone.

As the video hung up, the smile on Phoebe's face instantly disappeared.

She frowned and bit her lips, which were a little dry and cracked.

It was good that Florence was pregnant, and telling Alexander at this point would have made him happy and would have done wonders for his injuries.

But in her current situation, it wasn't easy for her to see Alexander.

Phoebe thought for a moment and could only walk quickly towards Stanford's courtyard.

She was in an awkward and difficult position, so perhaps she would have to ask Stanford for help.

He would be happy to know that Florence was pregnant, and the burden on him might be a little lighter.

Phoebe walked fast and almost trotted.

She had almost reached the courtyard when she was suddenly stopped in her tracks.

In front of her were two girls in their twenties, dressed in limited edition couture, with the bearing of gentlewomen.

The woman in the yellow dress, with a derisive look on her face, said sarcastically.

"Isn’t it Miss Jenkins? You're going to Stanford again, aren't you?"

Phoebe knew the two women in front of her.

The one who spoke was Stanford's cousin, named Helena Fraser, who had a high status in the Fraser family. A spoiled kid, quite unruly and domineering.

The other girl was Helena Fraser's cousin, who was, on the contrary, gentle and elegant, and seemed to be a nice person to be around.

But it was just on the surface. When Helena gave Phoebe a hard time, that girl never spoke up to stop Helena, but just kept a smile on her face and watched the fun.

And most of all, that girl had almost married Stanford.

Before, Victoria was so anxious about Stanford's marriage that she introduced him to a number of young ladies, and the one she was most fond of was Braylee Johnston.

She was from a decent family, a gentle and capable woman.

In every way, she was the right woman to be Stanford's wife, and her mild temperament was what Victoria valued most, as she was able to be respectful of Stanford, who was aloof, after their marriage.

As a result, Braylee came to stay with the Fraser family for a long time in order to develop a relationship with Stanford.

At that time, most people thought that Braylee would be Stanford's future wife, even herself.

However, Stanford's attitude never changed from the beginning to the end.

He never gave Braylee any chance.

He treated her with the mere respect of a guest invited by his mother, and beyond that, he didn't even pay attention to her.

As a result, the matter had to be left unsettled.

But over the years, Braylee also did not fall in love and marry. She had always held on to the fantasy of Stanford and had not given up.

She had been waiting for her chance.

But she didn't expect that Stanford would just come back with a woman, Phoebe, this time.

And she was also almost set to be his future wife.

In terms of stance, Braylee was the one who was most hostile and hated Phoebe more than Helena did, who looked at Phoebe with disdain and made trouble for her.

"Phoebe, how could you be so shameless? Surely, you're just a poor girl from the countryside, and you don't have any sense of the bigger picture. Don't you know Stanford is so busy all day now that he can't keep his feet off the ground? He doesn't even have time to eat the food my sister sends him, yet you go looking for him. Are you trying to hold him up?"

Hearing her words, Phoebe's brow furrowed.

Braylee sent food to Stanford?

Had she been taken care of Stanford's meals for the past two days?

It was really irritating.

"What are you staring at? What’s that look in your eyes?"

Helena pointed at Phoebe and scolded her, "Phoebe Jenkins, know your place here. You are just a small-town girl, and you should be ashamed to stay in the Fraser family. I'm a daughter of the Fraser family. My one finger bone is worthy enough to buy your dingy little town. You have to grovel to me. What are you so proud of?"