With Clarence rowing on his own, without much time, they arrived back onshore.
But Florence was complaining that it was too slow, even Stanford complained it was slow.
Once they reached the shore, Stanford held Phoebe and helped her get up, his head was lowered, his voice deep, asking her, “Can you walk?”
Without thinking, Phoebe shook her head, her voice so weak as if she might pass out any time.
“I can’t walk.”
Florence, “…” It was the first time she saw Phoebe so frail and weak, really, how pretentious.
Stanford on the other hand frowned, very worried. Hesitating for a second, he picked Phoebe up from the ground horizontally.
Phoebe widened her eyes in surprise, staring at the man in front of her unbelievingly.
He, he was actually carrying her in his arms!
Was she dreaming?
Phoebe was stunned, staring at Stanford dumbly, feeling his strong embrace, she was so blissful she felt as if she could put on a pair of wings and fly up to the clouds.
Florence was also slightly surprised, for so long, this was the first time she saw Stanford carry a female creature in his arms.
Looks like, he really treated Phoebe differently.
Maybe in the future, Phoebe would even be upgraded from her best friend to her sister-in-law.
Stanford’s face was serious, with large steps, he brought Phoebe to the mat that they had laid down just now, and put her down lightly.
Phoebe’s face was dumbstruck, her arms remained in the position of being around Stanford’s neck, not bearing to let go.
Stanford bent his body, facing Phoebe, he realized that the distance between them was very close.
He pursed his lips, looking uncomfortable.
He said softly, “I got someone to bring over some medicine for boat-sickness, you take two pills first.”
Stanford’s voice brought Phoebe back to reality.
With a flushed face, she quickly let go of his neck, but still looking reluctant.
It was her first time being so close to Stanford, it was enough for her to be happy for quite many days.
Stanford retreated, and quickly opened up a portable first-aid box, retrieving the medicine.
Whenever Florence was going out, he would always prepare everything in advance, he hadn’t expected to use it on Phoebe.
He quickly retrieved the medicine and handed it to Phoebe together with water.
Phoebe’s cheeks were red, she looked at Stanford with a flustered and gleeful expression.
“Mr. Fraser, you’re such a great person.”
Her voice was sweet and demure.
Stanford pursed his lips, his expression uncomfortable, and replied stiffly,
“I promised to protect you, this is what I should do.”
Simply because of his previous promise?
Phoebe was stunned for a second, her ecstatic little heart felt a sudden pang of disappointment.
She had thought his heart had been moved.
Seeing Phoebe’s expression fall, Stanford subconsciously frowned, and asked,
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?”
Seeing Stanford’s worried expression, Phoebe thought it was very useful.
Regardless of the reason he was feeling worried, at the end of the day, she was finally in this proud guy’s eyes.
Comparing to their initial relationship, this was already an improvement.
Phoebe’s mentality changed very quickly, and she showed a pitiful expression.
“It is quite uncomfortable, Mr. Fraser, can you help me pat my back?”
Stanford hesitated for a moment, he had never done this kind of thing before.
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