My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 662

Instantly, Stanford’s eyes squinted. The aura emanated from him became a bit stressed.

Stanford gazed at the box of the morning-after pill. After a long time, he squeezed a few words, “Why did you buy the morning-after pill?”

He wondered if that was for her.

Phoebe’s face became pale instantly. Subconsciously, she wanted to explain, “No...”

When her lips parted, she stopped explaining.

The pills were for Florence, who reminded her again and again not to let Stanford know. If Phoebe explained, Stanford would know it, wouldn’t he?

She couldn’t tell him.

Without thinking too much, Phoebe immediately squatted down, picked up the box of the morning-after pill in a hurry, and hid it under other things.

She acted fast in a panic, hurriedly picking up the things.

Her movements made Stanford feel that she was covering something in a panic.

As if there was a stone pressing on his chest, he even felt that his heart was difficult to beat.

With a heavy breath, Stanford reached out and grabbed Phoebe’s arm.

Phoebe had just lifted the bags, and she almost dropped them again.

Stanford didn’t care about it at all. Gazing at Phoebe seriously, he squeezed words between his teeth, “Answer me. Why did you buy it?”

The man suddenly approached her so aggressively, making her heart tightened.

Phoebe looked pale. In a panic, she answered, “It’s none of your business.”

Her answer made Stanford feel that she was talking to a nosy stranger.

Stafford stiffed, and even his hand was stiffened.

Taking this opportunity, Phoebe broke free from Stanford’s grip. Without sparing a glance at him, she held the bags tightly, turned around, and trotted away.

She trotted so fast as if the man behind her was a beast.

Stanford didn’t chase her, standing motionlessly at the spot.

Looking at her escaped figure, he felt as if the flesh of his heart was dug away bit by bit.

He felt a strong pain.

After they came back to Fraser’s house this time, Phoebe had been keeping her distance from him. They became less and less close, almost two strangers who would never have anything to do with each other.

However, she...

At the thought of the morning-after pill on the floor just now, Stanford breathed more heavily.

He wondered if she was using it.

Did she have a new boyfriend now?

Comparing with her estrangement and distance to him, this matter was like the last straw that killed the camel and made Stanford extremely irritable.

He had an impulse to kill.

“Addison,” he said in a cold tone.

Addison suddenly appeared like a ghost, standing upright. “Mr. Fraser, what can I do for you?”

“Go find which man has become close to Phoebe recently.”

After a pause, Stanford squeezed a few words between his teeth, “Find out with whom she had sex.”

As if Addison had heard something incredible, he gaped at Stanford.

He wondered if Stanford was serious when giving the order.

Seeing that Addison was motionless, Stanford became angrier.

He snapped, “Hurry up and move!”

Addison tried his best to suppress the depression in his heart.

Remaining professional, he answered respectfully, “Mr. Fraser, except for just now, Miss Jenkins didn’t go out of the house in the past few days. Other men from the house didn’t dare to wand around Miss Fraser’s courtyard.

“Hence, except for Clarence and Ernest, Miss Jenkins didn’t meet any other man.”