“I won’t tell you. Braylee Johnston isn’t wary of you at all. She is very greedy. She will definitely try to take you down, and she will take the initiative to take us to find Phoebe sooner or later.”
Hearing this, Stanford pursed his lips and glared at Collin.
This kid, hiding such important information from him, has been using him all the time.
And when something was connected to Phoebe, he has always been slow. Even if he could realize that something was wrong, he would just doubt himself instead of thinking about this in another direction.
Or rather says that, he dared not.
When he found Phoebe before, the feeling of finding what had gone for a long time made him feel as if he had come out from hell. The feeling of rebirth was too precious for him that he dared not think about losing her again.
“Of course, there is another reason that I didn’t tell you before.”
Collin looked at Phoebe, and said meaningfully, “As the saying goes, Standers-by see more than gamesters. If things didn’t go this way, how could you confess yourself and say ‘I love you’?”
The more he said about this, the more sarcastic he became.
Stanford tightened his lips uncomfortably and looked at Phoebe meaningfully.
That’s really true.
He now could fully understand and confess how he felt about her.
Witnessing how Stanford and Phoebe looked at each other affectionately, the smile on Collin’s face suddenly froze.
They were in the public area. Can these two people get a room and do whatever they want?
He almost couldn’t stand this scene.
He looked straight into Phoebe’s eyes and teased her,
“Phoebe, your face is really different from the common situation. The scars on your face are several times uglier than Braylee. Tsk, it’s so ugly. I can’t even eat with that face staring at me.”
Hearing this, Stanford’s expression went angry.
His eyes shot at Collin like sharp blade.
He was about to scold him but Phoebe said out before he could say anything.
She raised her chin and showed off the face full of hideous scars. She was not hiding or being inferior at all, but looked bright and confident.
She said out provocatively, “So what? No matter how ugly I am, there’s still someone who loves me. What about you?”
Collin’s mouth twitched, this is bloody…
“Pathetic bachelor!” Phoebe concluded.
Collin fell into silence, “…”
The expression on his face changed. He wanted to confronted this insult because of his upset. It was at this moment when he saw that Phoebe circled her arms around Stanford’s neck softly and gently. Her whole body was leaning in his arms.
Her voice was limp and soft, “Mr. Fraser, I’m so tired. I don’t want to walk around. I want you to hug me.”
Collin’s goosebumps went off instantly.
Stanford enjoyed this kind of childish move very much. He picked up Phoebe by the waist without second consideration.
Phoebe immediately leaned into his arms and looked at Collin defiantly.
Stanford looked at her naughty behavior. A great sense of warmth and reassuring secure arose in his heart. This was her. This is his one and only Phoebe. Only she could be so naughty and reckless.
Only she could confront with Collin.
Stanford recalled that when Collin called out Phoebe’s name disgustingly at breakfast before, he must be suspicious of her at that time.
But he thought that Collin had changed his attitude towards her because he couldn’t be that cruel to Phoebe’s disfigurement.
Sure enough, he can’t think of them as really civilized people.
“Mr. Fraser, what are you thinking? Hold me tighter. You shouldn’t think about other women, huh.”
Phoebe pulled Stanford’s neck to her with all her strength, and made an angry expression on her small face deliberately.
The scar on her face was hideous, but it looked extraordinarily cute with her character.
Stanford’s thin lips smiled, lowered his head, and kissed Phoebe’s forehead.
The soft feeling spreads from the skin to Phoebe’s heart.
Phoebe blushed immediately, “What are you doing?”
How embarrassing it is to kiss her suddenly?
Stanford stared at her with deep affection, and said very seriously, “I just want to kiss you.”
Phoebe’s cheeks blushed even more, “Since you’re so eager, why don’t you give me a deep and delicious tongue kiss?”
The fire of desire burnt in Stanford’s eyes.
His voice was several decibels lower with his Adam’s apple rolling, “Hop in the car.”
With that saying, he took Phoebe and strode towards the car outside the alley.
Collin stood there, frozen.
Did the couple still have public morals? Couldn’t they see him standing right there? Don’t they aware that showing off their love could do harm to others?
“Mr. Collin, it’s not safe to stay here. You should get in the car and go back first.”
The bodyguard reminded him gently.
Collin looked at the car at the entrance of the alley, “There’s only one car?”
“There’s only one car now. Please take the ride with Mr. Fraser…”
“Oh, fuck off, I don’t want to get in the same ride with them.”
Collin was very disgusted. Should they take the same ride so that he could see their tongue kiss? He’s not that masochistic yet.
The bodyguard’s tone became weaker, “But it will take more time for our car to come over. No other car dares to come here due to the fight just happened.”
“Then I will walk back.”
…
Braylee had stayed in the previous hotel, and Stanford didn’t want Phoebe to feel the slightest discomfort, so he went to another hotel directly.
When Phoebe arrived at the hotel, she fell softly on the bed as if she was eventually relieved.
She looked at the white ceiling, the well furniture in the room, and felt the soft bed under her body. Her eyes suddenly turned red.
All of this, she thought she would never feel them again in her life.
During her imprison of more than two months in the lighthouse, all she had was the shabby and damp room with only one window and a locked door.
She slept on the cold, hard, damp floor for two months.
“Are you tired? Just go to sleep first.”
Stanford sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the quilt for Phoebe.
Looking at her always red eyes, he knew that she was also extremely sleep-deprived.
He didn’t even dare to imagine what kind of life she was living for the two months.
Phoebe quickly stopped him, “I’m so dirty. Don’t you worry that I will mess your bed up?”
She was dusty, and even had a strong smell of blood.
Stanford didn’t even frown, “You can take a shower after you wake up. As for the sheets and quilts, I can get rid of them and buy a new one afterwards.”
It was indeed a rich approach.
Phoebe was so tired that she really wanted to just lie in the big soft bed, but she was so dirty that she couldn’t bear it any longer.
She took a deep breath and sat up from the bed.
“I’d better take a shower first. What if you don’t say it out, but you don’t like a dirty girl in your heart? I can’t take risks. It took me a lot to finally turn you into my boyfriend. I can’t take the risk of losing you.”
Stanford, “…”
How could she keep teasing him all the time?
He couldn’t interfere her decision. Instead, he picked her up again and strode towards the bathroom.
Phoebe was shocked, “Hey, what are you doing?”
“Help you take a bath.” He said that seriously as if it was no big deal.
“What?”
Phoebe’s jaw was about to fall to the ground because of surprise, “This, this is not good. I’m so embarrassed.”
Stanford looked down at Phoebe. He could only see surprise instead of the slightest embarrassment on her face.