My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 1035: Take Her Away



For some reason, from the moment he saw the woman on the stage, his attention was attracted by her. Even though he deliberately did not look at her, he could see her from the corner of his eyes.

Stanford's heart ached when she was announced to belong to that man.

He didn't know why. But when he saw the man approach her and bully her, he was very angry.

Without any reason, he was angry.

And he couldn't stand it.

Stanford's eyes were red, and he did not notice Phoebe's pull beside him. He strode toward the stage.

With a sound, the man on the stage was kicked several meters away.

His body knocked over a pile of tables and chairs.

Stanford didn't even look at the man. He stood in front of the woman and stared straight at her.

At such a close distance, he could clearly see how slim she was.

She must have suffered a difficult life so that she became like this. She didn't look like a normal person at all.

His heart ached and he said in a low voice,

"Don't be afraid. I'm here to help you. I'll take you away safely."

Hearing this, the woman's slightly trembling body was suddenly stiff.

Facing him, she seemed to be staring straight at him through the black gauze on her head.

She locked the chains with her feet and walked with difficulty, but stubbornly wanted to walk toward him.

Seeing her actions, Stanford subconsciously wanted to help her to remove the black gauze on her head.

"Damn it, did you take her in public? Is it your fault, host?"

The man who was beaten stood up from the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, pointed at Stanford, and roared.

Only then did the host react. He quickly pulled the woman to stand in front of Stanford.

He frowned and said,

"Sir, this lady has already been auctioned off by that gentleman. According to the rules, she belongs to him. You can't take her, or we will ask someone to stop you."

Stanford had bought the scar-removing cream at a high price of 20 million dollars before, so the host didn't want to offend him.

Seeing that the woman was taken away, Stanford suddenly became inexplicably irritable.

He had always been calm and would not do anything that was too aggressive, but tonight...

"Go to your room!"

Stanford kicked the host away.

Looking at the host, he felt disgusted.

"How dare he auction people?" The entire auction house was guilty.

Stanford strode to the woman and reached out to pull her in front of him. "I'll take you out."

When the woman touched him, she froze again.

She wanted to move, but as long as she moved, the chains under her feet would clang, making it inconvenient for her to walk.

At the same time, the bodyguards of the auction house also rushed up and surrounded Stanford.

Everyone held an electric baton in their hands, looking very fierce.

Stanford was very angry and pursed his lips.

During this period of time, he had been very angry. He wanted to vent his anger timely now.

Stanford picked up the woman and put her on his shoulder, then strode toward the bodyguards. They began to fight!

In an instant, the scene was in a mess.

Dozens of bodyguards besieged Stanford. They were also injured. However, because Stanford had to protect the woman on his shoulder,

and his movements were blocked,

so he was beaten several times.

It was impossible to knock all the bodyguards to the ground. And in a few minutes, another group of bodyguards came in from the outside.

No matter how powerful Stanford martial arts were, he couldn't handle so many people.

After thinking for a while, he rushed out quickly.

Although the bodyguards were large in number, they still couldn't stop Stanford.

The battlefield changed from the stage to the corridor, and the back door...

The scene became more and more chaotic.

Some of the guests at the auction were timid and ran away, leaving some bold ones standing far away to watch the farce.

The tables and chairs collapsed everywhere, and the seats were in a mess. Phoebe was still sitting there motionlessly.

She looked at Stanford and felt sad and resentful.

She had deliberately taken Stanford here and deliberately let him see the last item of the auction. But she had never thought that such a result would happen.

She could not accept it, nor could she understand...

Stanford rushed out of the auction house with the woman.

He closed the small door of the auction house and blocked all the bodyguards who were chasing him.

There was a loud bang inside the door. Stanford carried the woman and quickly left the alley.

He walked through several alleys and did not stop until there was no one chasing after him.

This woman was too thin. Even if he carried her on his shoulder, he felt as if his bones were hurt.

Not to mention how uncomfortable she would be.

Stanford changed her position and untied the chain.

He put the woman down. Seeing her red belly, he felt sorry.

"I'm sorry. Only in this way can I bring you out as soon as possible."

The woman struggled to stand and shook her head hurriedly.

She couldn't make a sound, but she seemed to be very anxious. She didn't know what to say.

Looking at the shaking black cloth bag, Stanford finally understood.

Not only was her face covered, but her mouth was also sealed.

He raised his hand to remove the black cloth from her head-

"Mr. Fraser, don't you want your girlfriend?"

The host's reproach suddenly came.

Stanford suddenly turned around and saw the host coming with a group of tall bodyguards. One of them held the saber against Phoebe's neck.

At this moment, Phoebe was in a mess and her mask was gone, revealing her scar-covered and panic-stricken face.

Seeing her, Stanford was shocked.

When he was at the auction house just now, he was only focused on saving this woman. From the beginning to the end, he did not think of Phoebe!

If they hadn't taken Phoebe hostage, he would only care about the safety of this woman...

Stanford's heart tightened and his face darkened.

He frowned and looked at the woman beside him with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Fraser, the auction house has rules. We can't ruin our reputation because of you. Leave this woman beside you to us. Otherwise, don't blame us for taking your girlfriend's life"

While speaking, the bodyguard grabbed Phoebe and pushed her forward.

As saber pressed down, Phoebe's neck bled.

Phoebe's face was full of panic. She looked at Stanford with tears in her eyes and her voice was choked with sobs.

"Stanford... I, I'm afraid..."