My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 962: I Will Wait Right Here

Helena's face changed dramatically. A hit of fear flashed across her face.

Stanford had no time to care about Phoebe after he came back home. It seemed he didn't care about Phoebe at all. Even so, Stanford personally brought Phoebe back, naming her his nominal girlfriend.

In Helena's opinion, if she deliberately hurt Phoebe, Stanford probably would blame her.

At the thought of this, she was somewhat intimidated.

Although she was arrogant and domineering, she knew clearly whom she could afford to mess with and whom she couldn't.

"Stanford is not that unreasonable. How could he scold you because of a petty wound on her body? You are Stanford's cousin. Besides Florence, he dotes on you the most."

Braylee said slyly, "Sometimes I envy how well Stanford treats you."

"Yes. Even if I hurt you, so what? Stanford will not dispose of me because of someone like you."

Hearing this, Helena was emboldened, intending to walk in Phoebe's direction and block her once again.

Phoebe coolly swept a glance at Braylee.

She considered Braylee someone good at sowing discord between her and Helena.

Helena, who was simple-minded, was taken advantage of by Braylee.

Phoebe didn't want to fight here and suffer losses. So she sneered, "Well, Helena, you can try it. Let's see if it is you, his cousin, or I, his girlfriend sleeping with him, that is powerful."

Helena paused abruptly. And her face changed dramatically.

With her fingers trembling, she pointed at Phoebe and cursed, "You…You are shameless."

"Let me warn you, don't provoke me again. Or I'll cut myself and tell Stanford that you did it. I will cry pitifully in front of him. Let's see who Stanford will deal with by then."

Helena was so frightened that her face turned pale. She did not expect Phoebe to be so shameless.

She had even intended to wrong her so justifiably, pretend to be pitiful, and complain to Stanford.

Helena knew Stanford well. If she hurt Phoebe and complained to him first, she probably would be fine. However, if Phoebe complained to him about her first, she would be doomed for sure.

Helena acted like she was looking at a fool, saying, "Phoebe Jenkins, how can you be so low and shameless?"

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Phoebe hooked up the corner of her mouth, meaningfully looked at Braylee, and smiled flauntingly, "It's a show of the affection between me and Stanford."

Braylee face instantly couldn't be paler.

She, who was taken over by her jealousy in an instant, almost couldn't hold herself back and go on pretending to be a lady. She wanted to rush forward and tear Phoebe into pieces.

In her opinion, Phoebe, a rural woman, should have been dead early.

She had gotten Stanford whom she couldn't even get close to even with all her efforts. And she even dared to show off the affection between them in front of her.

Braylee couldn't help but curse in a row, "Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Only after seeing both Braylee and Helena looked sullen was Phoebe in a brighter mood.

She no longer bothered with them. Then she turned around and walked towards the building which housed Stanford.

After all, Florence was waiting for her to call her back.

If she delayed so much time, Florence probably would get suspicious.

She was indeed having a hard time in the Fraser family now. But she didn't want Florence to know about it.

In the Turner family, Florence had been in crisis and besieged on all sides. In Phoebe's opinion, she shouldn't distract her and burden her with her matter instead.

What's more, now that Florence was pregnant. So what mattered to Florence the most now was to rest well and nurture the baby in peace of mind.

As for her…

After they got over this busy period, Stanford probably would help her ease her situation, right?

Now, she only needed to tell them the good news that Florence had been pregnant and let them arrange for Florence to meet Alexander.

Phoebe quickly walked into the where Stanford lived.

In the past, she had never visited this independent building of Stanford's. After she came back this time, out of emergency, Stanford had only instructed the servants to arrange for her to live in Florence's building.

After all, she had once lived there.

It was the first time that Phoebe had been here.

The spatial arrangement here was similar to that of Florence's house. Even so, there was some difference between them.

The décor-style of the entire building looked minimalist, which was Stanford's style.

Phoebe was not familiar with this place.

She could only walk towards somewhere that might be the study by the arrangement of Florence's building.

As soon as she walked onto the stairs, a middle-aged man came up to her.

As he saw her, a touch of displeasure swept across his face. And he said with a stern look, "What are you doing here?"

Phoebe stopped in her tracks.

Judging from the dress of the middle-aged man in front of her, he should be an elder holding high status and position in the Fraser family.

She smiled politely and said, "Hello, I'm here to find Stanford. I have to tell him some important things."

The middle-aged man turned his head to look in a direction behind him before saying coldly. "Mr. Fraser is busy right now. He has no time for you."

Phoebe followed his sight and looked in the direction of a room that happened to be a study on Florence's side.

As expected, Stanford was in the study.

Thinking of being so close to him, Phoebe was slightly excited as she said, "What I'm going to tell him is very important. It won't take up much of his time. I only have to see him for a while."

The middle-aged man refused without thinking, "No way."

After finishing his words, he saw that Phoebe was unrelenting. So he went on to say impatiently, "No matter what you say, your thing is not as important as the life and death of the Fraser family right now. If you do want to see him, wait here. After he is busy for a while, he will take time to come out for a walk."

That was, she could only see Stanford after he came out to take a walk.

Phoebe was somewhat hesitant, wondering whether Florence would be anxious after waiting for a long time.

The middle-aged man was even more upset, saying, "What? If you can't wait, go out right now."

Judging from his look, he intended to kick her out.

Over the last few days, Phoebe had been inexplicably wronged many times. The reason why she had come to Stanford's place was that these people wouldn't let her come here and directly stopped her outside.

She couldn't see Alexander either. Those people of the Fraser family wouldn't give her the chance to get closer to see him.

Now she managed to wait outside at the door and wait for Stanford to come out. It was a rare opportunity for her.

If she got kicked out again, it would be unknown when she could see Stanford again.

Phoebe did not think much more. She nodded hastily and said, "Okay, I'll wait here for him to come out."

The middle-aged man looked at Phoebe with disgust and impatiently turned around before leaving.

He muttered in a low voice, "The presence of this kind of woman who brings ill fortune makes the fortune of the Fraser family on the decline."

He didn't speak too low nor too loudly. Phoebe heard all his words.

Her face turned pale slightly. And her body was stiff and straight.

Tightening her fists hard, she suppressed the burst of aggravation and anger in her heart.

In the past two days, such remarks had come and gone, all of which were directed at her.

They all considered her as a walking disaster as well as an enemy.

They wanted to kick her out.

But she couldn't be more aggrieved. And she didn't even have a chance to defend herself.

The Turner family suddenly broke up with the Fraser family and turned to assassinate Alexander. In the final analysis, these things had nothing to do with her.

But it happened that she showed up at this time, making them all target at her.