My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 880

Ernest looked at Stanford’s sullen appearance and took a sip of red wine in a very soothing mood.

Back then, when he wanted to marry Florence, he was met with severe opposition from Stanford and the others.

Now it was the turn of the tide.

Ernest revealed a gloating smile that could not be concealed.

“It’s bound to be opposed. If you want to marry Phoebe, first you have to get Roan’s consent.”

After a pause, Ernest smiled, “To put it simply, it’s to curry favour with Roan.”

Stanford was speechless.

He had no experience in this kind of thing at all, nor he had ever thought about it.

A person that he was used to getting along with, why suddenly stopped him? Was he not happy with him?

Then how was he going to please him?

Stanford was in a bad mood.

Ernest was in a much better mood and very patiently said to Stanford.

“Actually, it’s so simple, and there are examples to learn from. Just do it like how I did it back then.”

Stanford was speechless.

He was then in the mood to see the gloating in Ernest’s eyes.

He was actually kicking him when he was down.

Doing it as he did back then. Stanford knew best how much they were against stopping Ernest and Florence from being together back then.

Ernest had to go through a lot of trials and tribulations before he finally got their consent.

It had cost him a lot, and that he had been forced to split up with Florence several times in the middle of their relationship.

Did he have to go through something like that too?

Stanford was not too well instantly.

Florence looked at Ernest’s nasty look, and she knew that he was deliberately trying to get back at Stanford, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge for his difficulty back then.

He was really childish.

Florence nudged him and said in a low voice.

“If you’re screwing my brother like this now, aren’t you afraid he’ll hold a grudge? Making things difficult for you again so that you cannot marry me?”

Ernest continued to smile, reaching out to wrap Florence in his arms.

“I was able to get through it even when it was difficult before. Now it’s just a joke. What am I afraid of?”

He said it uncaringly and with conviction.

In his perception, no matter what happened in his life, there was no way he would give up on Florence.

And now that Stanford was in this situation, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get back at him. How could he live up to his past self if he didn’t give him a taste of what it was like to be embarrassed?

Florence felt helpless when seeing Ernest’s look and expressed her deep sympathy for her brother, too, at the same time.

She said softly.

“Stanford, you don’t have to worry too much. Mr. Jenkins is not an unenlightened person. He will agree if you talk to Phoebe more.”

No matter what, it wouldn’t be such a significant move as she and Ernest had back then.

It was almost like fighting with full forces.

Stanford tightly pursed his thin lips, and his eyes were deep, not finishing his words.

However, a thought gradually became firm in his heart.

Even if Roan opposed it and made things difficult for him, as long as Phoebe was willing, he would stick to the end and be responsible for her.

No matter who it was, no one could stop him.

…

“Dad, what do you want to do?”

When they walked to the garden, Phoebe finally shook Roan’s hand away.

Roan turned back and looked at Phoebe, speaking solemnly with no room for negotiation.

“Break up while you guys just started being together!”