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My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 861

Then, her whole existence was ground to a stop.

Besides a huge sense of disbelief, there was no other feelings.

She couldn’t believe her eyes that who she saw was Stanford. She really thought that he had simply passed by coincidentally, but she couldn’t dismiss the unusual messiness of his attire which was normally neat and immaculate. Furthermore, there were some marks of kisses on his neck too.

It seemed that he was one and the same as Phoebe, or to put it in more context, he was even worse than her.

So, the one who had bullied Phoebe last night was her own brother, Stanford?

Ho—How could this be possible?

Even if her brother really loved Phoebe, he was someone with impeccable self-control. He should be very traditional when it came to such matters, and his values should dictate him to only sleep with a woman once he and that woman was married.

How could he do something like sleeping with a woman before marriage?

Florence’s eyes were bulging wide and she could barely produce any voice, “You guys, did you really… really…”

What was she trying to say?

She couldn’t put it into words, and her startled heart was almost jumping out of her throat.

Stanford’s handsome face was the usual composed but darkened expression, as if indicating a calm before the storm brewing in the distance.

He glanced at Phoebe and shifted it to Florence, and with a very faint voice, he admitted to what she had said.

His lone syllable of voice was like a huge sledgehammer.

Every speculation and prediction in Florence’s mind had become reality at this moment.

Her brother had really slept with Phoebe!

My God, this was really an unexpected development of things.

She didn’t know whether she should feel ecstatic or utterly shocked, and a dribble of words came out of her mouth without warning, “Did you guys do that willingly… Ugh!”

Before she could finish, a cold hand hastily clasped Florence’s mouth.

Phoebe was in a frenzy, “Flory, stop talking.”

She was so embarrassed that nothing could hide that feeling.

She wanted to jump off a building.

Stanford watched Phoebe’s ghastly white face and darting eyes and suddenly felt that a mist had formed in his chest, which befuddled him.

He couldn’t see through her.

His suppressed feelings were going to break free.

With what had happened last night, could it be that she was going to run away from the truth forever?

Running away would not solve the problem.

Stanford stared straightly at Phoebe and said with a solemn face, “Phoebe, let’s have a talk…”

“Last night when we lost consciousness, didn’t Jensen send anyone to check on us? Did he find out about anything? Is he still in the confined suite at this moment?”

Phoebe suddenly raised her voice and cut Stanford off. She dished out three questions consecutively without even changing her breath.

Stanford knitted his brows hard, and he was looking at Florence with a complicated gaze.

In the air, there was a hard, cold and awkward silence hanging in it.

It was obvious that he didn’t want to answer Phoebe.

Seeing that her attempt to change the topic of conversation was about to fail and the whole atmosphere was going to freeze over, Phoebe began contemplating the idea of running away, but at this moment, Collin’s voice sounded nondescriptly.

“When you were asleep last night, I have gone to investigate and find that Kieran’s newly added influx of funds were transmitted from this place. We have hijacked the information, and we need a password to break the security. We need a little more time. However, if they could break the cod, then the source of this fund would come into light. By then, we can say with a very high likeliness about the mysterious family backing Kieran and their whereabouts.”

This piece of news was a huge breakthrough for Florence and the lot.

However, nobody was really paying attention to this.

Florence’s gaze was still glued to Phoebe, and through her tightly pressed lips, it seemed that she had a high chance of blurting something outrageous at any moment.

However, Phoebe was not ready to venture into that sensitive topic at the moment.

With her furiously pounding heart, she immediately continued Collin’s conversation.

“In that case, we just need to wait for the moment when the code is broken? Does that mean that we no longer need to wait here? Can we leave now?”

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