My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 639

Phoebe didn’t think she should have got dizzy with happiness in Stanford’s presence.

She guessed that he must dislike it very much.

Immediately, Phoebe put away her smile, her eyes becoming deep. She sat on the seat and lowered her head in embarrassment.

She looked like a spiritless puppy.

However, she also emanated a strong sense of alienation.

Stanford went extremely depressed. Feeling annoyed, he wanted to say something but didn’t know what to speak to her.

He felt quite helpless when facing Phoebe in this way. He didn’t know how to get closer to her.

“What happened, Stanford?”

Florence followed him to board the jet. As soon as she entered the cabin, she sensed something wrong in the atmosphere on the jet.

Stanford was a bit taken aback. Then he became expressionless and answered calmly, “Nothing.”

Then he sat on a seat nearby.

It was a seat that was farthest from Phoebe’s in the cabin.

Florence looked at Stanford and then at Phoebe, heaving a sigh helplessly.

She wondered if they truly couldn’t be together.

At the thought of it, she felt a bit upset.

“The destiny is always planned by God. Don’t worry about them,” Ernest whispered in her ear while pressing her shoulders with his big palms.

His words were reechoing in her ears.

No matter if Stanford and Phoebe could be together or were destined to part, it was just their fates.

The outsiders couldn’t meddle in.

Florence knew it, so she could only nod helplessly.

Let fate decide everything.

The jet took up, heading directly to Fraser’s house.

Clarence’s jet had arrived earlier. As soon as Florence arrived home, she got the news. Immediately, Phoebe and she ran back to Florence’s courtyard, meeting Clarence.

Both women looked excited and delighted, trotting away hand-in-hand.

Another two men were left on the helipad with messy hair in the wind.

Ernest gazed at Florence’s receding figure deeply, and his face was extremely darkened.

Stanford looked at him, asking jokingly, “Are you jealous?”

Ernest didn’t answer.

Pressing his good-looking thin lips, he didn’t want to answer Stanford at all.

Stanford continued, “Speaking of that, our family liked Clarence in the beginning. If you were Clarence, we would fully support him to marry Florence.”

Ernest’s expression slightly changed. He turned to look at Stanford.

He said in a complaining tone, “Did you like him?

“But, the person who got along with Florence and won against Benjamin Turner in shooting and car racing was me.”

There was a smile on Ernest’s face.

Stanford’s face was darkened. From his test on Clarence to he liked Clarence, it was always Ernest during the process.

‘Damn it!’ Stanford cursed inwardly.

With a darkened face, he said in a harsh tone, “But you are not Clarence. Let’s see if you can convince our parents.”

His parents loved Florence so much. How could they forgive Ernest so easily?

Ernest smiled calmly, looking quite determined.