My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 872

“Yes, it’s real.”

Stanford answered for the eighteenth time, answering the repetitive question.

Ernest didn’t stop Kieran, because he had another plan in mind. He wanted to make Kieran go home, make him go back to the Harris family.

Kieran thought that he was safe, but Ernest already ordered someone to trail him to the Harris family.

With the information he had and Kieran who was leading the way, it was only a matter of time until they found the Harris family.

Ernest had something to do. After he arrived at the Jenkin’s, he quickly went to the study room and made arrangements.

Since Kieran had escaped, they didn’t need to be at Jenkin’s place anymore. The Hawkins’s or the Fraser’s mansions were also good places to be. But surprisingly, no one suggested that they should leave.

Ernest thought was that this was a good time to let Stanford and Phoebe spend more time together and get closer.

And Stanford didn’t seem like he wanted to leave either.

Phoebe lived there and was the host of the party, there was no way that she could make her guests leave. Not to mention that she was ecstatic, she wanted to just stare at Stanford every second right now.

To prove that everything that happened wasn’t a dream.

Ernest was getting things done, Stanford and Collin went out for a bit. Only Florence and Phoebe were left, they were eating together.

Phoebe wasn’t really eating, she was talking the whole time. She was smiling so brightly and couldn’t hide her happiness.

But at the same time, she still felt that it was unrealistic, that she was dreaming.

“Flory, I still feel like I’m dreaming as if this isn’t real. An arrogant and presumptuous person like Stanford, why would he marry me just because he slept with me one time? Why would he promise to take care of me for the rest of my life?”

Florence looked at how happy Phoebe was, but at the same time, Phoebe was also uneasy. Florence shook her head with resignation.

She remembered that when she just got together with Ernest, she was also not confident and thought that it couldn’t be real.

After all, they were men that they were in love with for a very long time. In their heart, they were celestial beings that they wouldn’t be able to get together with.

But suddenly, they became their lovers.

Florence understood Phoebe’s feeling very well, she smiled as she talked.

“My brother is conservative, but he wouldn’t ask for the person’s hand in marriage just because they slept together.”

The smile on Phoebe’s face tensed up. The unease in her heart was magnifying, she was in distress.

Deep inside, she also thought the same. Even though Stanford was conservative, he didn’t have to be so extreme.

So, was what she experienced just now a fluke?

Was it just a nice dream?

Florence looked at how restless Phoebe looked, she laughed and continued talking.

“If what happened last night happened to another woman, I believe that my brother would have other ways to get around the problem. First, he would probably make one of his better bodyguards do the detoxification. After all, he always has capable men around him. Secondly, even if he slept with the person, he would use other ways to compensate them. Money and power would be his consideration. He didn’t need to put himself out there and offer the person to be his wife. After all, logically speaking it was just for the detoxification. It would be consensual where they both would gain some and lose some. Lastly, he might choose to marry the person. And there was only one explanation why would he do that, it was because the person was you.”

Phoebe was taken aback.

Because it was her?

Why?

She thought about the possibilities and her heart was pounding wildly. It was going to jump out of her chest anytime.

Her voice was strained, she couldn’t believe it, “But he hated me, he never liked me…”