My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 998: Go for Wool and Come Home Shorn

There was an uproar at once.

With a strong sense of danger, Denzel Duncan once again knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Please help me."

Stanford looked at him coldly.

Braylee Johnston already stood in the crowd. When she saw this, she pretended to be angry and scolded,

"Denzel Duncan, even if you fell in love with Phoebe Jenkins at first sight and had sexual relations with her, you have to follow the order of the relationship. If someone looks into this matter, you are just a mistress who snatches the love from others. What right do you have to ask for help here?"

As soon as these indignant words came out, those who had gone to catch the adultery couldn't help but speak.

"That's right. When we were in the room yesterday, we saw that you were nearly beaten to death, so I didn't punish you again. Do you really think that the people of the Fraser family are easy to bully

like philanthropists? How can we allow you to provoke and humiliate us again and again?"

"I should have killed you on the spot yesterday, along with Phoebe Jenkins!"

Several people cursed angrily.

The eyes of the others suddenly widened. In surprise, they finally confirmed one thing.

What Denzel had said was true!

And just yesterday, he was caught on the spot, and even had a relationship with Phoebe Jenkins.

Everyone looked at Denzel again with anger.

They cursed through gritted teeth.

"Bastard, how dare you do such a thing in the Fraser family. You're courting death!"

"Shame on you. You disgraced the Fraser family!"

"Young Master, how can such a person stay in the Fraser family? Throw him out, and even Phoebe Jenkins should be thrown out together."

"Yes, young master. Phoebe Jenkins dared to do such a shameless thing of betraying you. Why are you still dating her? You must break up."

"We will never accept such a shameless woman as the Young Mrs. Fraser of the Fraser family. Our family can't afford to lose face like this."

Everyone cursed and advised, full of righteous indignation.

Braylee looked at all this coldly, and the corners of her mouth curled up imperceptibly.

She always had a way to ruin the reputation of Phoebe Jenkins.

Seeing this, Denzel breathed a sigh of relief. The task was finally completed. As long as he stirred up trouble and he escaped in the chaos, he would survive.

He also gained great wealth.

Standing at the door with cold eyes and a gloomy face, Stanford frowned.

The flame of fury was burning in his chest, and he wanted to burn all these people.

At this time, a high-pitched and ringing voice sounded.

"You said that I had an affair with Denzel.

Who saw it with your own eyes?"

As she spoke, Phoebe Jenkins sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out by a maid. Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Seeing him, everyone was furious again.

"Phoebe Jenkins, how dare you come out!"

"You've done such a thing, and now you were caught on the spot. How dare you argue with us? How shameless you are."

Phoebe took a look and found that the one who scolded the most violent was the familiar face she had seen yesterday.

They thought that they had seen it with their own eyes. They had already thought that she had done that kind of thing deep in their hearts.

Phoebe slowly rolled to the side of Stanford and looked at them with contempt.

She sneered and said,

"You kept saying that you saw it. Did you see that I was having sex with Denzel on the bed, or did you only see me running out of the room in a mess? At this time, Denzel was also in a mess and lying in the room, half-dead?"

"Even if we only see you with mess dress, it's not good for you and a man to stay alone! If you are innocent, the young master should not have beaten Denzel nearly to death on the spot."

Phoebe curled her lips sarcastically, "So you didn't see it with your own eyes?"

Everyone stunned.

Then, they cursed exasperatedly, "Phoebe, you're being unreasonable. Don't think that you can whitewash the matter of your affair."

"Of course I don't just rely on words."

Phoebe glanced at Braylee and Denzel with disgust, and then took out a recording pen.

"Fortunately, I have a recording pen with me. When I'm in danger, I turn on it. I didn't expect that it would be useful at this time."

"A recording pen?"

Denzel suddenly raised his head and looked at the small black pen in Phoebe's hand in astonishment.

Yesterday, he had some physical contact with Phoebe and tore most of her clothes, but he didn't find any recording pen on her.

What was going on?

Before he could figure it out, Phoebe pressed the button, and a voice suddenly sounded from the recording pen.

"Denzel, what are you doing in my room? I'm changing my clothes. Get out!"

"I specially opened the door with a wire. How can I bear to leave? ... Phoebe, your figure is so good..."

"What are you saying? Don't, don't come over."

There were flustered footsteps in the audio, as if Phoebe was in a hurry to avoid him.

"Denzel, no matter what you want to do, get out of here immediately. I'm Stanford's girlfriend, and I don't care about you at all. Please behave yourself.

"

"Phoebe, but I fell in love with you at first sight. After I saw you, I missed you so much that I wanted to be with you every minute and second. Now there are only the two of us in the room. It's a good time that we can do something intimate."

"Bastard, what shameless words are you saying! Don't come over again, or Stanford will never spare you. He will kill you."

"It's my honor to give a beauty my life..."

Then, there was a crackling sound of smashing things, accompanied by the panic scream of Phoebe, "Don't come over! Don't come over!"

"You're so naughty. Since you don't cooperate, I have to force you to do it."

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At this point, Phoebe pressed the button again and turned off the audio.

The crowd stared at her in shock, speechless.

So this was the truth?

"From the beginning to the end, it was Denzel who intended to rape?"

How could he say that they fell in love at first sight?

Everyone was furious.

"Bastard! How dare you do such a thing in the Fraser family and frame Miss Jenkins!"

"How disgusting! You deserve to die!"

"We can't let him go. Such a scumbag like him dares to frame Young Mrs. Fraser in the future. His motive is execrable."

Everyone's anger and hostility were all directed at Denzel.

Denzel was completely confused.

His face was pale. He didn't expect things to turn out this way.

Braylee's face was pale, too. Her fingers were clenched into fists, and she could not hide the anger and panic in her heart.

She gritted her teeth, looked at Denzel, and asked him with a reproachful look. He was so careless that he allowed Phoebe to leave a recording video.

Now, everything was ruined with nothing achieved.

Denzel was in a panic.

His body trembled unconsciously, not knowing what to do next!

Those people were so fierce and angry that they would not let him go.

If it was ruined, Braylee would not spare him.

Denzel couldn't help trembling, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. When he saw Phoebe put away the recording pen, he suddenly realized something.

"No, you're lying! You don't have a recording pen at all. The recording is fake!"