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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 663

“If you mention taking her to Raflad again, I’ll cut your tongue!”

That was the unconcealed threat.

Addison shushed in fear. Although Mr. Fraser trusted him, and they grew up together, Addison knew clearly that his tongue would be cut for real if he had pissed off Stanford.

Ignoring Addison, Stanford gazed in the direction where Phoebe left deeply.

Over there, he couldn’t see that escaping figure any longer.

He felt extremely irritated as well as empty as he was floating in the mid-air without any place to land.

The journey to Raflad would be way too dangerous. They were forced to take Florence over, but he wouldn’t allow Phoebe to follow them into danger.

However, if he let her leave...

Recalling what Addison said just now that she would soon see another man, Stanford felt as if his heart was pinched by a big hand, which squeezed forcibly with increasing strength. He felt as if his heart would be crushed.

He felt so upset and depressed as if he would explode soon.

His body was fulfilled with feelings that he had never had before.

Addison distanced himself from Stanford weakly, so that he would be safe from the irritable man who could vent his anger on him at any time.

However, looking at Stanford’s expression that was with the unconcealed feelings, Addison knew what was in his mind.

Stanford was stubborn while being obsessed with Phoebe.

Addison wondered why it was so difficult for Stanford to admit that he liked Phoebe.

He decided that he must push Stanford harder. He couldn’t watch Stanford lose Phoebe without doing anything. Phoebe couldn’t go back to City N like this.

Otherwise, Stanford and Phoebe would never be together.

Rubbing his chin, Addison started to scheme. Since they didn’t want to take Phoebe with them, Addison would find another way.

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Phoebe didn’t know that such a big argument was caused because of her.

Nor did she know that someone was scheming on her.

With two bags of things, she trotted into Florence’s courtyard like running for her life.

She trotted to her room directly and locked the door.

Leaning against the door, she panted.

Her face was so pale, and she looked extremely depressed and upset.

Although she had decided to give up, whenever she met Stanford, she couldn’t help feeling suffered.

This man was like poison as well as the salt sprinkled on the wound. Whenever it was touched, she felt the pain.

However, she couldn’t dodge.

She could leave earlier, but she was reluctant. She wanted to stay until she had seen him off safely.

Only that would she be reluctant to leave.

“Phoebe Jenkins, you are so helpless,” she muttered to herself, patting her face.

She disdained herself.

After a long time, she finally adjusted her mood. After washing her face in the bathroom, she put the box of the morning-after pill in the purse and walked to Florence’s room.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Florence glinting at her with anxiety.

“Phoebe, why did it take you so long? Did anything unexpected happen?”

Florence looked at Phoebe nervously. After noticing that she looked a bit pale, Florence became more worried.

Phoebe shook her head, trying her best to keep in a good mood.

She answered, “Nothing. There’s no morning-after pill in your house, so I went to buy it from downtown. Hence, it took a bit longer than expected.”

As she spoke, Phoebe walked to the bed and pulled the morning-after pill out of her purse.

Florence finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, she looked at the box of pills, her heart jumped to her throat.

This would be the first time that she took this kind of thing.

She didn’t feel quite well.

However, she was truly determined. Without any hesitation, she opened the box.

Phoebe poured a glass of water for her and handed it over.

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