Phoebe was stunned. She reacted and was going to say yes.
After all, she didn’t want to stay alone with Stanford. At least, it was not convenient for him to say more when there were many people.
But, if they were going to eat together, were they going to eat with Stanford too?
She just experienced such a thing last night. She really couldn’t face Stanford, let alone eating while watching him.
Phoebe hesitated for a while, she held the sheets wrapped around her and said.
“No, you can eat by yourselves. I have to change my clothes.”
Florence could tell Phoebe was having a mixed feeling now. It could be the impact on her last night was too big.
Phoebe said she wanted to change clothes, but Florence thought that she only wanted to be alone for some time.
If this happened to her, she might not be in the mood to eat anything too.
Florence was worried, but she also knew that Phoebe should be given some private space.
“Alright, if you’re hungry, you can come and eat. I’ll be there all the time.”
She could call her whenever she needs her.
Ernest hugged Florence and urged, “Let’s go.”
It was inappropriate for Florence to intervene for Phoebe’s current situation, otherwise, she would clearly be a third wheel.
Florence thought Ernest was hungry and impatient, so she didn’t stay there anymore and they left together.
In the private room, there were Jensen who was wailing, Phoebe, Stanford and Collin.
Ignoring others who resembled a backdrop, Collin obviously became the extra one.
He said decisively, “I’m going to have breakfast, too. Bye.”
Then he walked out without hesitation.
Phoebe was immediately startled. If Collin left like this, wouldn’t it be just her and Stanford?
What she fears most and doesn’t want the most now is to be alone with Stanford.
Phoebe said hurriedly, “I’m going back to change my clothes.”
Before she even finished, she ran out, almost immediately after Collin.
She looked so anxious as if there was a scary ghost behind.
Stanford pulled down his face a little and he pursed his lips.
Then he strode and walked out too.
The restaurant and the temporary room were not in the same direction. After walking out of the room, Phoebe and Collin were separated.
What made her wanted to yell in despair was that Stanford actually followed her.
He had long legs and he walked with large strides. The distance between them clearly became shorter and shorter.
Phoebe felt terrible. ‘Why doesn’t Stanford go to breakfast? What the hell does he want?’
In the past, she would have thought they were just coincidentally going the same way, but now it was completely impossible to think that.
‘Is Stanford coming to return her the favour?’
Phoebe felt creeps. She started running with the sheets without thinking.
Without looking at the person behind her, she ran to the door of the room she could use. She opened the door and closed the door at one go.
However, when the door was almost closed, a big hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the door panel, which strongly prevented the door from closing completely.
Phoebe was so frightened that she tightened her muscles. She saw Stanford standing outside from the gap of the door.
She stared at him with an evasive look. “What, what are you doing?”
Her tone was all nervous and distressed.
Stanford stared at her with deep eyes and said word by word, “Let’s talk.”
His attitude was stubborn.
He hadn’t changed since morning.
Phoebe felt creeps. God knows how much she doesn’t want to talk to him.
From Stanford’s attitude, it seemed that she can’t escape at all. ‘Is she going to accept death?’
Phoebe looked desperate. “Well, then please wait for me to change my clothes first. It’s inconvenient for me to look like this.”
She was still pitifully wrapped in sheets.
Stanford’s eyes fell onto Phoebe, the vaguely visible kiss marks, and the beautiful naked body behind the sheet.
He suddenly breathed deeply, and lust sparked inside him.
His expression changed drastically and he had an unspeakable, mixed feeling.
How could only a word or an idea make him have this unreasonable reaction?
It was really annoying.
Or, should he say, men would become addicted once they had sex, and they could not control their mind.
In any case, the self-control he was proud of collapsed.
He can’t go on like this.
What was more, it was Phoebe who was wrapped in sheets he was facing. That made him angrier.
Stanford looked away and rumbled.
“We’ll talk after you change.”
With that, he released his hand, turned around directly and walked to the side.
Seeing him disappear at the entrance, Phoebe who was all tensed up finally felt slightly relieved.
Without hesitation, she immediately closed the door and locked it.
But she couldn’t relax herself no matter how.
Stanford seemed determined to talk to her, but she had forcefully slept him last night, how can they talk about such a thing?
Should she compensate him? His family was rich and powerful, and he lacked nothing.
Should she be held responsible to him? He despised her, why would he want her?
She could do nothing. This negotiation was nothing more than she being criticized, punished and humiliated.
She didn’t want that.
She was even more reluctant to face him on such an embarrassing issue.
Phoebe decided that she must run away now.
Having thought that, she looked around the room and her eyes finally fell onto the window.
Yes, the window!
That was a good idea.
She hurried to the bedside, opened the window and looked out. She was on the third floor, the building was in European style from outside. Like rock climbing, there were places to land her feet everywhere.
It shouldn’t be a big problem to climb down.
With that idea in mind, Phoebe immediately changed her clothes back quickly, went pass the window and climbed out.
As she expected, because it was a European style building, she managed to land her feet and climb to the bottom of the building smoothly.
She stood on the grass, looked up at the upper third floor window, and let out a cunning smile.
“See you, Mr. Fraser. Oh, no, let’s not see each other again.”
She can’t afford to mess with him, but she can hide.
Phoebe went around the small garden behind the house and ran out.
However, to her surprise, she ran into Kieran face to face.
At the gate of the hotel, more than twenty cars stopped. Kieran got out of the car which was the lead. His face was livid and he seemed to be full of rage.
At the same time, the car door at the back was opened and a group of bodyguards in black came out.
Each of them looked ferocious. With their expression and momentum, they looked like they were into a fight.
Phoebe stopped abruptly and her heart leapt.
Did Kieran come to save Jensen because he received Jensen’s request for help?
With that many people, it looked like he was determined to start a huge fight.
She had to inform Ernest immediately.
As Phoebe was thinking of running back to tell Ernest, Kieran looked straight at her and shouted coldly.
“Phoebe Jenkins!”
Phoebe immediately shivered and she felt a chill.