My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 843

Collin's lazy voice came from the room. "Come in."

He didn't even ask who it was.

Phoebe had to turn the doorknob and open the door gently.

As soon as the door was opened, she saw the man sitting behind the desk. His handsome face made her a little absent-minded even though she had seen him for many times.

He must be the Chosen One, so he could have such an impeccable face. It was breathtaking.

"Phoebe, are you here to bring me some coffee?"

Collin, who was sitting at another small desk, said.

Hearing this, Stanford, who was focusing on his work, paused for a moment, and then saw Phoebe out of the corner of his eye.

But he didn't stop, and the crisp typing of the keyboard was still ringing.

Phoebe came back to her senses and looked away from Stanford, pretending to be calm

"Florence made coffee for you and I help her to bring them to you."

While speaking, Phoebe put a cup of coffee on Collin’s table.

Collin happened to be thirsty and was about to take the cup happily, but before her hand touched the cup, she felt a chill from someone.

He froze.

God knew how miserable he had been these days. It was as if a rabbit who had committed a crime had been targeted by a big bad wolf. Every day, he was treated coldly, tortured and bullied.

What's more, Stanford forced him, who had always been idle, to stay in the study all day long and read these strange materials with him.

However, although his body and heart were extremely uncomfortable, he didn't dare to refuse. Otherwise, he was really worried that Stanford could not help but strangle him.

After all, what Roan did before was courting envy.

Look, he just drank a cup of coffee sent by Phoebe, he would freeze to death.

He was really... very aggrieved!

It was just a cup of coffee.

Collin stood up angrily and said, "My tummy hurts suddenly. I want to go to the bathroom."

After saying that, he strode out and closed the door from the outside.

He was about to realize the truth. As long as he kept a distance from Phoebe, he would live well.

Phoebe looked at the man who left like the wind in astonishment.

She looked at the bathroom in the study stiffly. She wanted to say, ‘there is a bathroom here too. Why do you run out?’

Collin was really a fool. She couldn't judge his behavior with common sense.

But after Collin left, there were only Phoebe and Stanford left in the small study.

The tapping of the keyboard stopped somehow, and the room was so quiet that one could almost hear the heartbeat.

Phoebe suddenly was a little nervous.

Holding the tray tightly, she walked stiffly to Stanford, forced a smile and handed him the coffee.

He said in a low voice, "have some coffee and have a rest."

She just said it out of politeness, but unexpectedly, Stanford answered her, “ok.”

Phoebe looked at him in astonishment, not knowing how to answer.

There was another awkward silence between the two.

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat

"Well, I'll go out first."

She almost ran away.

Just one look, she was about to surrender.

She despised herself in her heart.

"Wait!"

Stanford said in a low voice, staring at Phoebe.

Phoebe froze.

She just wanted to stab herself to death.

After getting the answer he wanted, Stanford’s knitted brows became smooth and the corner of his mouth seemed to raise faintly.

It seemed that he was in a good mood in an instant.

The curve was so shallow that no one could see it. But even if Phoebe saw it, she still felt that she was hallucinating and dazzled.

Did Stanford laugh?

Did he smile when Florence was not here?

How could it be possible…

It was the first time she had seen him smile.

It was so beautiful.

Phoebe didn't know how she got out of the study, but only her body.

She seemed to have lost her soul and was totally confused.

She kept thinking about what had happened in the study. It was Stanford who asked her to cook noodles for him tonight.

Her heart was beating fast, and the scene of eating noodles that night kept flashing in her mind.

Would the two of them stay alone tonight?

She thought that she would never be able to get close to him, but he appeared in front of her for no reason and had such contact with her.

The quiet night was like a secret between two people.

She was moved and disturbed.

But Phoebe forgot one thing. Although she had promised Stanford to cook noodles for him tonight, she forgot to ask when he would get up to eat.

After all, it was midnight snack and there was no time limit.

So, when should she cook noodles or call him?

Phoebe walked back and forth in the room. She was restless and didn't know what to do.