Chapter 837 ns


    "It’s okay, I can do it myself, let me do it."


    "You don''t have to be so courteous, we’re gonna be one family in the future. Just make yourself at


    home."


    Roan patted Collin on the shoulder with satisfaction. His appreciation towards him could not be


    hidden at all.


    He looked so relieved, as if he was looking at his future son-inw.


    Collin could barely maintain his smile. He regretteding along. If he had known about this, he


    would stay in the Fraser family’s vi alone rather than joining the fun.


    ‘Great. Now not only he had enjoyed the fun, he had pulled more hatred towards him too.’


    ‘Maybe when he goes to bed at midnight tonight, he will be killed by someone due to hatred.’


    Phoebe looked at her father''s intimacy towards Collin and was speechless for a while. But it was


    good too. At least his attention was not on Stanford, otherwise Phoebe would be at a loss.


    She went to Florence and held Florence''s arm.


    "Flory, I’ve set up your room, let’s go in together."


    With Stanford and a bunch of men around, Phoebe must be a little uneasy.


    Florence understood and she took Phoebe’s hand.


    She turned to Ernest and said,


    "Let''s go."


    Ernest nodded. He took two suitcases and walked after her.


    He had noble temperament and handsome looks, but he looked very natural when doing this.


    Florence looked at him being this way and felt heartwarming. She inexplicably felt that they were


    living an ordinary life of a married couple.


    Seeing Florence’s absent-minded look, Phoebe nudged her with a smile.


    "Come on, Haven’t you two been together for long? Stop acting like a fangirl."


    Florence blushed and she dragged her towards the front. "If you talk nonsense again, I''ll tickle you."


    "You''re just annoyed and guilty, Florence."


    "I’m not."


    Florence retorted shyly. Afraid that Ernest would hear it and make her even more embarrassed, she


    stretched out her hand to tickle Phoebe.


    Phoebe was ticklish, she immediately let her go and ran forward.


    While running, she smiled and shouted, "Admit it, Flory, you’re guilty, you were acting like a fangirl."


    "Don''t you let me capture you, I''ll tickle you to death."


    Florence chased after her with shame.


    The two girls ran into the vi first while making noise, and theirughter could be heard from


    inside.


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    Ernest gazed gently into the space, and he was wearing an indulgent smile.


    He liked to watch Florence ying with her friends and see herugh.


    Stanford stood aside with his lips pursed, and his mood was inadvertently lightened up because of


    theirughter.


    It turned out that that was how girls made fun of each other, and it was unexpectedly cute.


    As Florence and Phoebe were messing with each other, Ernest came in with their suitcases shortly.


    Phoebe and Florence were wrestling with each other. As soon as they turned their heads, they met


    Stanford''s eyes.


    He took his suitcase and stood by the door. Behind him was a bright light that enshrouded him, and


    he looked dazzling.


    He looked bewitching.


    Florence was holding Phoebe’s arms. Noticing she went absent-minded, she followed her eyes and


    saw her charming brother.


    "Phoebe, you''re bewitched," Florence said with a smile.


    Phoebe suddenly reacted. She blushed and hurriedly denied.


    "Nonsense."


    She let go of Florence in a hurry and stood aside with mannerism.


    She tightened her muscles and looked anxious.


    Florence originally wanted to take the opportunity to retaliate for her teasing just now, but seeing


    Phoebe’s look, she didn''t say anything.


    How could she forget the rtionship between Phoebe and her brother?


    It was all in the past.


    She couldn''t help sighing, but she had to pretend that nothing had happened. She digressed and


    said,


    "Where are our rooms?"


    The rooms on the second and third floors all faced a single row of railings, which can be seen when


    look up in the hall.


    Phoebe raised her finger and pointed at the three rooms on the third floor.


    "This is you and Mr. Hawkins'' room. This is Mr. Fraser and Collin''s room."


    Florence''s room sat next to Phoebe''s, Collin''s room was next to hers, followed by Stanford''s room.


    It also meant that Stanford’s room was the farthest one.


    Florence knew what Phoebe was thinking. It was understandable that the farther, and the less she


    came in contact with him, the better.


    As she was about to suggest going upstairs with the luggage, Roan spoke,


    "The arrangement of the rooms is too inconvenient."


    Hearing his words, everyone all looked at him suspiciously.


    Roan said, "The three rooms are all on the left, it will be a little far from the elevator, and it''s not so


    convenient. How about this, Collin will stay in the room on the right."


    The rooms were all next to Phoebe''s room. The room on the right was just next to Phoebe''s room.


    Collin, which was assigned to the room clearly ced in the middle, was suddenly put forward, and


    he suddenly felt uneasy.


    Why did he have to stay alone next to Phoebe?


    That would make them look too intimate!


    Collin quickly refused. "I actually like to walk a little more distance..."


    "I''ll only be relieved if you stay next to Phoebe. You have to take care of Phoebe at night for me."


    Roan sounded earnest and serious.


    But his words confused them.


    ‘Take care? And even at night? What kind of care would that have to be? Hello?’


    Florence couldn''t bear to look straight at Phoebe and she nced at Phoebe sympathetically.


    Phoebe was also speechless. Her father had behaved so tantly. Was he so anxious to let her get


    married?


    And the person he wanted her to get married with was even Collin…


    If he knows that Collin almost killed her and had threatened her all the time, she wondered whether


    he would stille out with such a suggestion.


    As Phoebe pressed her temple and was about to say something to change Roan''s decision, a


    man''s cold and nd voice rang from beside.


    "My family has strict rules, men and women should keep a distance with each other. We can stay on


    the second floor. Flory can stay on the third floor alone with Phoebe."


    His voice was low and assertive.


    Phoebe looked at Stanford in slight surprise. She didn''t expect him to say so.


    He wanted to stay on the second floor.


    ‘Is it because he doesn''t even want to stay with her on the same floor?’


    ‘That’s true though, he is such a proud and unkind man. It’s already an ordeal for him to stay at her


    house.’


    Her heart instantly felt heavy and bleak, as if a load was ced on top of it.


    Roan frowned disapprovingly when he heard his words.


    He still wanted to argue, but seeing Stanford''s gloomy look, and his unhappiness, he


    subconsciously shut his mouth up.


    It looked like the young master was in a bad mood.


    Since he was also Florence’s elder brother, he was a guest. He should respect his wishes. In


    addition, he heard that he had an insanely strong background and he didn’t have a very good


    temper. It was better to act ording to his wish.


    Thinking of this, Roan had to temporarily give up the idea of letting Collin to stay in the room next to


    Phoebe’s.


    It seemed that he had to think of other ways to make it easier for the young couple to get


    close.