My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 938

In the past, those were always prepared by servants. This is the first time for Stanford to do such things for others.

However, he seemed to consider this as a matter of course.

He responded, “Yeah.”

“Mr. Fraser, you are so sweet, I love you so much.”

On hearing those words, the cool look on Stanford’s face suddenly changed and his ear turned red. He didn’t even know what to do with his hands and feet.

She actually said that she loved him?

Was this a confession of love?

How should he respond?

Stanford struggled with her words and wanted Collin to teach him on the spot.

Phoebe knew that time was limited, so she finished washing up quickly and left the bathroom.

When she walked out, she unexpectedly saw Stanford who was still standing there, maintaining the exact same posture as when she entered.

He didn’t just stand there and wait for her, did he?

Phoebe raised her eyebrows happily, and said with a smile,

“Mr. Fraser, are you staying here because of your concern about me running away, or are you missing me so much that you couldn’t stand leaving me for a second?”

Stanford twitched his mouth thinking that she could really be so imaginative.

He was only standing there thinking about how to answer her "love".

But it seemed that she wasn’t expecting a reply at all.

Stanford was frustrated.

Feeling upset, he simply stopped thinking about this big problem. Then he turned around and walked outside.

He said in a gruff voice, “Let’s have breakfast.”

“Yay!”

Phoebe didn’t realize that Stanford suddenly changed his face, and followed him with a good mood.

It was only when she stepped out of the room that she could see where they were staying now.

This was a small flat, probably about four hundred square feet, with a living room next to the kitchen and no separate dining room.

There was a small pillow on the sofa, which seemed to be where Collin had slept the night before.

Phoebe was in a coma yesterday and didn’t know what happened afterwards. Now that she thought about it, it was not so easy for Stanford and Collin to hide away carrying her yesterday that they could only find such a small house to stay.

Things out there were definitely not so good.

Her smile faltered; she looked at Stanford nervously and asked,

“There are people out there chasing us, aren't there? Won’t it be hard for us to go?”

If it were just the two of them, things would be fine. They were good fighters; it would be easier to either fight or escape.

But she could do nothing but be an additional burden.

“I’ve taken care of it,” He said calmly, “You don’t need to worry.”

His assurance was such a relief to Phoebe. She looked at Stanford, her eyes full of admiration.

She praised sincerely, “My man is the best!”

Stanford suddenly froze. He had received a lot of compliments before, but it was the first time he had heard something like this.

It made him feel proud.

He felt so elated that he could not help smiling.

When Collin came out of the kitchen with a big pot of porridge, seeing the two of them, he got goose bumps all over his body.

Such a lovey-dovey scene.