Chapter 817 Where are you Sitting

Book:Contractual Marriage Published:2024-5-1

“Don’t look.” almost reflexively, Florence turned around and covered Ernest’s eyes.
Ernest walked behind her. He didn’t see anything, but he was blindfolded, so he didn’t see anything.
He was not curious and let Florence cover him.
Collin walked at the back, but was stopped by Ernest. He had no idea what was going on in the room.
As for Stanford, he walked side by side with Florence. At the first sight, he saw clearly the room.
Her white skin was exposed to his eyes.
All of a sudden, his eyes darkened and there was the desire in them.
At the same time, Phoebe also heard the voice of Florence. She suddenly turned her head and looked into Stanford’s eyes.
She was stunned for a moment.
It was Stanford.
Her heart was trembling. Although she was ready to see him after the phone call yesterday, when he appeared in front of her, she could not help but feel flustered in an instant.
Three months later, she saw him again.
His heart, which was supposed to be deathly silent, stirred up layers of ripples in an instant.
But she controlled herself quickly and returned to calm.
Then she realized something.
“Ah! Don’t look!”
Phoebe was so flustered that her clothes almost fell off, barely covering herself.
But under the gap, he could see a little her white chest.
It was partly hidden and partly visible, which was more attractive than just now.
Stanford suddenly breathed heavily.
Somehow, there was a burning sexual desire in his body.
Noticing that Stanford was still staring at her, Phoebe felt both anxious and embarrassed, as if she had been thrown into a boiled water.
She said remorsefully, “Mr. Fraser, stop looking at me.”
Stanford was stunned. When he came to his senses this time, he found he saw her in a trance.
He frowned and said calmly, “Put it on quickly. We have something important to discuss.”
Then he reached out his hand and slowly closed the door of Phoebe’s room.
His burning sight was finally blocked.
The moment the door was closed, Phoebe lost all her strength, and her clothes fell from her wrists to the ground.
Her beautiful body was shown in the mirror.
Phoebe stared at the door, her heart beating fast. She couldn’t tell what it felt like.
Although she was shocked when she saw him, she still felt embarrassed.
He was still calm and didn’t have any emotions when he saw her body, as if nothing could affect him.
Yes, he was lofty and unworldly. Even if she stood in front of him without wearing anything, he would not be moved.
Because he didn’t have her in his eyes and heart.
Phoebe smiled bitterly. She had already known the truth. Why did she still have hope again when they met again?
How stupid and pitiful she was.
Phoebe’s eyes were full of sadness. She squatted down, picked up the dress on the ground and put it on again.
After tidying up, she took three deep breaths and suppressed all the emotions in her heart.
Then she opened the door with a smile.
At the door, Stanford and the other three men didn’t guard the door. Instead, they leaned against the railing and looked down.
Only Florence was still standing at the door.
Seeing Phoebe, Florence immediately stepped forward, held her hand and asked with concern, “Phoebe, did I scare you just now?”
She was in a hurry to see Phoebe, so she went upstairs directly. She didn’t expect that Phoebe didn’t close the door when changing her clothes.
Phoebe glanced at Stanford involuntarily and her face changed.
Then she smiled and said it indifferently, “It’s no big deal. I was only wearing a bikini when I was swimming. It exposed more than this.”
Bikini?
Thinking of that scene, Stanford’s face darkened again.
Collin, who was standing next to him, inexplicably felt a dangerous coldness. He quickly moved aside to keep a safe distance from Stanford.
He shouldn’t have come here today. It was too dangerous.
The man beside him might explode at any time.
Ernest gave Stanford a meaningful look, turned around, walked to Florence and held her in his arms.
“Is it convenient? Let’s find a place to have a talk,” she said to Phoebe
This was going to get to the point.
Phoebe knew it was a matter of great importance, so she didn’t hesitate and said, “They are decorating the party. There are people everywhere. It’s not safe. Let’s talk in my room, okay?”
As she spoke, she looked at Ernest uneasily.
After all, it was not appropriate to talk about business in a room, and it was a girl’s room.
She didn’t mind. But among them, Ernest was a neat freak, while Stanford didn’t like her.
Because he didn’t like her, he would refuse to stay in her private room.
Unexpectedly, Ernest agreed without hesitation.
“Let’s go.”
Then he held Florence in his arms and walked straight in.
Florence looked at Ernest suspiciously. Since when was he so easy-going?
Because he loved Florence, so he was more tolerant of Phoebe.
Stanford then turned around and saw Phoebe. She had already put on the dress.
But when he saw the dress, the scene that she had just taken off half of it flashed through his mind.
He couldn’t breathe smoothly.
Stanford’s face darkened and walked into the room in a low voice.
The cold air made Phoebe’s body stiff.
She knew he was unwilling to go in her room.
Sure enough, for him, even if he stayed in her room to discuss something, he would feel uncomfortable.
Phoebe clenched her fists and tried hard to suppress the overflowing emotions in her heart.
She forced a smile, closed the door and walked into the room.
There were three sofas in her room. At this moment, Florence and Ernest sat on one, Collin sat on an armchair, and Stanford sat on the chair.
Seeing this, she was a little confused.
Florence was sitting on the edge of the handrail. There was no seat next to her. Ernest and Ernest were sitting with each other in their arms, and there was more than half a seat left beside them. But it was not appropriate for her to sit next to Ernest.
Then there was only one seat left, next to Stanford.
But the chair was not long. If she sat there, she would be very close to Stanford.
She couldn’t help but feel uneasy at the thought of sitting next to Stanford.