My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 862

Stanford’s face was extremely hideous, and he was emanating a chilly aura as he stomped towards the direction where Phoebe and Collin were headed.

It felt like he was about to kill someone later.

Florence stared at the three people who had just left in a hurry and she was still in a daze.

She blinked and turned to ask Ernest.

“Do you know what happened last night? How did my brother and Phoebe…”

She was too embarrassed to spell out the whole sentence.

However, her implication was clear.

Ernest’s meaningful gaze swept across Collin’s back and then he gazed gently at Florence and rubbed her head with affection.

He said in a low voice, “You don’t need to know too much about this kind of thing. After all, it’s not an appropriate situation that anyone can understand.”

His cooing was as if he was trying to comfort a child.

But since when did she look like a child?

Even if this situation was adulterous and he didn’t want to tell her, but why didn’t he think about his actions towards her every night? Why didn’t he feel like he was doing adulterous things to her?

This was like the saying, “The sheriff can set fire but the commoners cannot light their lamps.”

Florence patted his hand and pursued the topic, “You know something, don’t you? Ernest, tell me the reason.”

After all, she couldn’t wrap her head around the fact that Stanford didn’t know that he liked Phoebe for so long and on the other hand Phoebe had already given up on this relationship.

With the state of affairs between these two, there was no way the two of them would just hit it off and sleep together out of the blue.

There must be something going on if something like that really happened last night.

Ernest pressed his lips into a line and suddenly asked, “Make a guess, after having a relationship like that, how do you think your brother would treat Phoebe? Would he settle this with money and draw a clear line, or do you think he would bear the responsibility of his actions?”

The smile playing at the corners of his lips was enchanting, “If you guess it right, I will tell you the reason.”

Florence stared at Ernest dumbfounded and thought that she couldn’t believe she had to make a choice here. He was really a sly fox.

She struggled to give this a thought.

Based on Stanford’s temper and emotional tendency, there was a high probability that he would do what most men do. He would draw a line between them and compensate her with money.

On the other hand, his alternative was to bear responsibility for that ridiculous night with Phoebe. This possibility… was so low that it wouldn’t even have a zero point one percent chance of happening.

Florence looked at Ernest and said firmly, “I think that my brother will feel responsible towards Phoebe!”

Every word uttered from her mouth was as firm and irrefutable as a blessing given to them.

Even if there was only a zero point one chance for that to happen, that was the outcome she fervently wished for.

It was a happy outcome.

Ernest shot a deep gaze at Florence and said, “Then let’s wait and see.”

The two of them made this promise before moving towards the direction of the suite.

They weren’t that far behind, so when they arrived, Phoebe and Stanford were already waiting at the entrance.

At the same time, there were a few dozen tall and muscular bodyguards dressed in black overalls who had a grave expression on their faces. They were seeping with hostility, and they were ready to rush in at any moment.

It was obvious that this suite was surrounded completely.

Ernest held Florence’s tiny hand and they walked towards the door. The bodyguard standing guard at the door immediately gave way politely and welcomed them.

When Ernest was standing in front of the door, he immediately appeared extremely hostile and dangerous. He lashed out with his feet and kicked the door.

“Bang!”

With a loud bang, the seemingly-solid door was blown away just like that.

Immediately, he held Florence with one of his hands and stepped on the door lying on the floor.