My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Oops! Do I need to take advantage of you? You should know I have plenty of girlfriends,” Harold said disdainfully.

However, his tall and strong body kept pressing towards Phoebe.

As he spoke, he reached out to grab her cell phone.

Phoebe looked at him warily. In an instant, she raised her phone backward. “What are you doing?”

“Let me take a look at who your babe is,” Harold said naturally.

Reaching out his long arm, he grabbed Phoebe’s cell phone.

Then he pulled with strength. The phone was snatched from her.

“Give me back my phone!” Phoebe exclaimed.

Harold, however, took a few steps back. Then he immediately looked on Phoebe’s phone. His long fingers scrolled up the chatting log.

The person, Phoebe’s babe, seemed to have a crush on someone.

According to their dialogues, it seemed that the person liked the one very much.

Harold didn’t care about it at all. However, he was curious who Phoebe’s babe was.

Then he kept scrolling up the chat log.

“Harold Hammer, have a shame! Stop reading my chat log. It’s my privacy!”

Phoebe stamped in anger. She punched at him to grab her phone back.

Harold acted faster ... he pressed Phoebe’s shoulder with one hand to keep her distance away from him. His other hand still quickly scrolled up the chat log.

Although the nickname of the person was “Babe” on the chat window, Harold tabbed the person’s profile portrait and saw a familiar face.

It turned out to be Florence!

Phoebe and Florence were besties, so it was natural for the former to call the latter Babe.

The key point was that the chat content that Harold didn’t pay much attention to had become the most important information.

Florence had a crush on someone, didn’t she?

Florence fell in love with someone, didn’t she?

That was big news. If Ernest knew it, wouldn’t he be overjoyed?

if the one that Florence had

wasn’t a reckless man, so he wanted to confirm it with

the man that Florence

her phone back. Upon hearing his question, she knew that Harold the jerk

privacy of a girl. How could a man

disdain, “Why should I tell you?

shouldn’t have hanged out tonight. She even encountered Harold and others. She should haven’t accepted

was such a shameless and immoral man without any

knew that her privacy was seen by Harold, she would be quite embarrassed

Hammer, you’d better forget what you’ve seen just now. Otherwise, you can’t

He was super concerned about his best buddy’s future

had a crush on Ernest, everything would be wonderful and they should celebrate it.

have the guts to

so charming as Ernest. Harold didn’t think that Florence would rather love other garbage and give up such an outstandingly handsome

Florence is my best friend’s fiancée. I also care about her privacy. Please tell me ... who on earth

trying to grab her phone from Harold’s hand. He suddenly got so close to her and his face was enlarged in front of her

skin with no

heart skipped a

to her. Instead, he blinked his almond-shaped eyes, playing

friends

so close to her that all the heated breath

found it so hard to

shameless person. He even

out of my face!

Feeling the

her palm to him, she said,

harmful if you told

naturally, he raised the

also sent Florence

“Have you got the answer? Do you

done, Phoebe

shameless this man was! He couldn’t get an answer from her, so he sent Florence a message using her

nothing yet. Otherwise, if she

over, she pressed Harold on the sofa. Dragging his wrist,

said in a fierce tone, “Behave

pounced at,

twitching. After a long while, he uttered a few words, “Do you want to

box all stopped talking. In silence, they gaped at the two

gathering together. Why were they tangling with each other like