My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 877

Stanford’s eyes contracted rapidly and he hastily took away the tea cup in Phoebe’s hand. He looked at her warily and asked, “Are you very hurt?”

Phoebe was clutching her finger with a poor look.

“I don’t know. My finger just stings.”

Stanford’s brows grew even tighter as he stood up suddenly.

Phoebe was still clutching her finger, but she almost couldn’t suppress the smile playing on the corner of her lips. From his frantic expression, was he going to apply some medicine on her personally?

Thinking that Stanford was worried about her greatly when she was clutching her finger in pain, joy filled Phoebe from top to bottom.

If he was going to personally tend to her, it must mean that she had a place in his heart.

He must be very fond of her too.

Just as Phoebe was about to stretch out her finger ecstatically, she saw to her shock that Stanford and fished out his phone and made a call.

“Collin, come to the back garden now. Phoebe is scalded.”

Phoebe was stunned.

He had summoned Collin? He was going to let Collin tend to her medically?

The joyous, ecstatic feeling in Phoebe’s heart suddenly diminished greatly as if cold water was showered all over her heart.

“It’s alright, it’s just a minor injury. I will just rinse it with some water.”

As she said that, Phoebe stood up and walked away with her clutched finger.

There was a boiling rage and wrongness filling her whole being.

Her test had failed.

Stanford was not worried about her at all.

She was scalded, but he didn’t even scrutinize her injury.

Stanford watched Phoebe’s fuming back getting out of his sight and felt dumbfounded. Why did she suddenly become angry?

Was it because the pain was too great for her?

His brows became even tighter as he barked into the phone at Collin, “Are you a snail? Come here in one minute!”

Collin couldn’t produce any response to that. Did Stanford think that he had wings? Or did Collin need to jump out of his window to shorter his travel time?

Florence stared wide-eyed at her elder brother and felt a great discomfort.

Why did he roar at Collin at this moment? Shouldn’t he chase after Phoebe as the most important and urgent thing here?

However, what she witnessed next shattered her value system.

She saw Collin hurried to the scene and asked nervously, “Stanford, what’s happening?”

It turned out that he had used the emergency line.

Stanford’s gaze was dim as he instructed, “Phoebe’s hand is scalded by hot tea. Go treat her now.”

Collin was speechless. He sounded very urgent on the phone, but it turned out that Collin was summoned here to deal with something so minor?

He really wanted to kill someone now.

Florence stared hopelessly at Stanford and finally felt that he was beyond saving.

She couldn’t believe that he had asked Collin to tend to her. She couldn’t believe it!

Poor Phoebe. Why did she get a boyfriend like this? Even Florence was feeling disdainful about the whole thing now.

Florence tried to save the situation albeit the hopelessness, “Stanford, shouldn’t you look after her yourself? Perhaps she won't be so hurt if you check on her.”

Stanford answered seriously, “I am not a doctor, there’s no use for me to go see it.”

As he said that, he glared at Collin with a terrific face, “Why are you still standing here? Go now! What if there’s scalds forming on her skin? Are you going to hold responsibility for it?”

Damn it…

Collin pushed back the anger in his chest as he really felt like strangling this man to death.

Why did Collin have to bear any responsibility? Whose girlfriend was Phoebe?

Florence clasped her forehead and felt totally speechless.

She could see clearly that Stanford did indeed care about Phoebe, it was just that his way of managing things was different compared to any other normal person.

The other boyfriends would shower their girlfriends with concern after she was scalded, and they would blow on the wound and tend to the wound themselves. They could even use this opportunity to console, be intimate with and hold their girlfriend.