My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 847

She didn't know what Stanford was thinking, but she could feel that his attitude towards her was a little different.

At least he was a cold man, and it was impossible for him to bring a bowl of noodles to a woman at the door.

But maybe it was just because she cooked noodles for him, so he took the opportunity to repay her.

Many guesses came back and forth in her mind, making Phoebe unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning for a whole night.

And there was no definite answer.

Although she and Stanford lived in the same house, he was busy in the study all day long. They didn't meet each other except for eating.

When they were having dinner, there were also a lot of people at the table.

They didn’t have opportunity to contact with each other.

Phoebe was out of her mind almost a whole day.

It was like stepping on the clouds.

But she didn't know what to do at all. She didn't know what to do to solve her current situation.

Florence spent most of her time with Phoebe when she didn’t go to Ernest's office.

She also found that Phoebe was absent-minded.

Florence waved her hand in front of Phoebe and asked, "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Phoebe's eyes dodged and she shook her head immediately. "No, nothing."

"You look preoccupied. It doesn't seem that you don't think about anything."

Florence grabbed Phoebe's arm and looked at her with burning eyes. "Did something happen to you when you had supper with my brother last night?"

Phoebe's face suddenly turned red, as if the fig leaf was torn apart, which made her flustered.

She quickly retorted, "no, we didn't eat together."

"Hey, aren't you going to eat together? Why don't you eat together?"

Florence was even more confused.

This question reminded Phoebe of all the memories about last night.

It was intimate, embarrassed and chaotic.

Holding Florence's hand, Phoebe sped up and said, "I'm starving to death. Let's go to have lunch."

Not far away was the restaurant.

Roan had already sat on the main seat. The table was also served with delicious food.

Florence was confused and wanted to ask something, but it was not convenient.

She had to restrain her curiosity and planned to ask later.

As far as she knew about Phoebe, something must have happened between her and Stanford last night, and it was very different.

She couldn't hide the blush on her face.

At the thought of this, a bold idea came to Florence's mind. 'Has Phoebe rekindled her relationship with Stanford?’

Was it possible that they…

After a while, Ernest and Stanford also came to the dining room and had their lunch.

Roan warmly invited everyone to have dinner. While eating, he kept picking up food for Phoebe.

Phoebe looked at the food in her bowl and said gloomily, "Dad, enough, I can't eat all of them."

"Eat more," Roan added, putting another piece of meat into Phoebe's bowl. "Eat more, or you'll be hungry at midnight."