Chapter 1021: For You, I Can Do Anything


    Chapter 1021: For You, | Can Do Anything


    Thinking of this, Stanford did the same.


    He stepped on the dust on the ground and walked up the stairs step by step in the darkness.


    "Ding-dong"


    At this time, his cell phone suddenly rang.


    In the silent darkness, it was as clear as thunder, resounding throughout the whole building.


    Stanford suddenly stopped and answered the phone.


    "Young master, we found traces of Braylee!”


    Stanford suddenly shook, and his eyes lit up in the darkness.


    Finally, he found her.


    "I''ll be right there.”


    After hanging up the phone, Stanford walked out of the lighthouse in a rush.


    He walked fast and soon approached the coconut grove through the beach.


    Phoebe, who was trying hard to fall asleep, unexpectedly heard the ringtone of the mobile phone.


    She had never heard it here.


    She didn''t know whether the maid who stayed here had muted her phone or didn''t have one at all.


    Anyway, she never heard any cell phone rang.


    But now, the bell suddenly rang?


    Did someone forget to mute it, or...Was it a tourist who can''t fall asleep and pass by here?


    Thinking of this, Phoebe suddenly got up, ran to the window, and looked down anxiously.


    And then she saw—


    On the beach 30 or 40 meters away, a small figure was walking quickly toward the coconut forest.


    In the long distance, the man looked very small, but she recognized him in an instant.


    Stanford.


    It was her Stanford.


    He was here, he came to the beach!


    Phoebe was so excited that she wanted to shout at him.


    "Thump!"


    Light footsteps sounded outside the door.


    It was the voice of maidsing her room. Phoebe was most familiar with it.


    They seldom came at midnight. Perhaps hearing the sound of the mobile phone, they came here to


    have a check.


    If they knew that Stanford had been here and almost found her, although he had left in the end for


    some reason, they would definitely tell Braylee.


    For safety''s sake, Braylee would definitely transfer her away immediately.


    In this way, she would probably lose the chance to meet Stanford.


    Phoebe was so nervous that she forced herself to shut her mouth. It was too far. Even if she


    shouted loudly here, Stanford might not hear her.


    In just one or two seconds, Stanford had already stepped into the coconut grove and lost in sight.


    Phoebe looked reluctantly at the direction in which he left, and wanted to fly to him immediately.


    At the same time, footsteps sound outside the door.


    And then came the familiar sound of unlocking the door.


    Phoebe immediatelyy down on the floor as fast as she could, pretending to be asleep.


    The door opened and two maids looked inside, finding Phoebe was lying quietly on the ground, as if


    she was sleeping soundly.


    One of them said in a low voice,


    "She''s asleep. Probably she didn''t hear anything. She''s very weak now. It''s not easy to wake her


    up.”


    "That''s good."


    As she spoke, the maid closed the door. They walked outside and discussed in a low voice.


    “That man almost got on the lighthouse just now. It was too dangerous. We must tell Miss about


    this.”


    "It''ste at night. It''s inappropriate to wake Miss. Anyway, that man has left. He should be some


    tourist wandering around.”


    "But Miss said that everything must be reported to her."


    “Do it tomorrow morning."


    "Good idea.”


    Their voices gradually faded away.


    Phoebe opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the door. Fortunately, the two maids might


    not have met Stanford, so they did not know


    who he was.


    But Braylee was very alert, if she knew that someone almost broke into the lighthouse and found


    her, she might do something.


    Took her to another ce, or what else...


    But no matter what, it meant that she had fewer chances to see Stanford.


    Moreover, she was not even sure that Stanford woulde here again. He should be very busy


    and might leave the next day.


    No.


    She had to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do something.


    Dawn was up soon.


    The maid came to Phoebe''s room as usual and kicked her up from the ground.


    "Get up quickly. Time to change the dressing."


    Phoebe was forced to get up from the ground, but her eyes looked clear without any confusion. She


    looked sharply at the tray containing the


    ointment.


    The two maids applied ointment to her. They were very impatient and rude as usual. Sometimes


    they even maliciously tore open her newly healed


    wound.


    Took pleasure in her pain.


    They tortured her more today, as if they wanted to take revenge on the dissatisfaction of being


    disturbedst night.


    Phoebe was in so much pain that she was sweating and twitching all over.


    She gritted her teeth and looked at the disinfectant in the tray with gleaming eyes.


    There seemed to be a storm brewing in her eyes, getting stronger and stronger.


    This was the only way she could leave here.


    Gritting her teeth, Phoebe suddenly reached out, picked up the disinfectant, quickly opened the


    bottle, and poured it into her mouth.


    “Plump! Plump!"


    She drank more than half of it in the blink of an eye.


    The two maids looked at her in shock. They jumped up and scolded her.


    "Crazy, do you want to die? Stop drinking.”


    They hurried to grab the bottle of disinfectant water, but Phoebe was well-prepared.


    She held the bottle tightly and kept drinking.


    The maids pulled her hard and kicked her again and again. It took them so much effort to pull out


    the bottle from her mouth.


    At this time, there was only one-tenth of the disinfectant water left in the bottle.


    Enduring the disgusting feeling, Phoebey feebly on the ground and looked at the ceiling with a


    smile.


    Looked like a madwoman.


    However, the maids were so scared that their faces turned pale. They quickly pressed Phoebe''s


    stomach.


    "Spit it out."


    Phoebe pursed his lips tightly and refused to vomit.


    “You will die! Are you courting death?"


    "It''s better than be tortured here.”


    Phoebe looked crazy and desperate.


    Seeing this, the maids were even more shocked. They were ordered to guard Phoebe here,


    continuing to torture her, but keep her alive.


    If Phoebe died, they would be done for.


    “Hurry up and ask someone to pump her stomach."


    “But it cannot be done here. We have to send her to the hospital.”


    "T''ll call Miss..."


    A maid called in a hurry, and the other tried to pour water into Phoebe''s mouth, but she failed


    because Phoebe refused to open her mouth.


    After a while, Phoebe finally opened her mouth and vomited.Property of N?)(velDr(a)ma.Org.