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?

wondering if the one that Florence had

reckless man, so he wanted to

that Florence

up and down, trying to get her phone back. Upon hearing his question, she knew that Harold the jerk had already read her chat log

girl. How could a man be

“Why should I tell you? Give me back

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

shameless and immoral man

Florence knew that her privacy was seen by

you can’t blame

his heart. He was super concerned about

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

didn’t have the guts

charming as Ernest. Harold didn’t think that Florence

me ... who on earth does she like?” Harold said

her and his face was enlarged in front of her eyes.

his tender skin with no poles,

heart skipped a

when being so close to her. Instead, he

friends now. Please

so close to her that all the heated breath

found it so hard

had never seen such a shameless person. He even acted like a spoiled

out of my face! I won’t

the fresh air around her, she felt that

palm to him, she

so harmful if you told

he raised the phone and continued

sent

you got the answer? Do

Phoebe almost

get an answer from

doing the quiz now and know nothing yet. Otherwise, if she replied, Harold would surely know

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

a fierce

pounced at,

his mouth corners kept twitching. After a long

stopped talking. In silence, they gaped at the two

a drink and gathering together. Why were they tangling