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?

thought, wondering if the one that Florence had a crush on was

reckless man, so he wanted to

that Florence has

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

a girl. How could a man

should I tell you? Give me back the

hanged out tonight. She even encountered Harold and others. She should

shameless and

seen by Harold, she

you’ve seen just now. Otherwise, you can’t blame me for killing you!”

to his heart. He was super concerned about his best

be wonderful and they should celebrate it. However, if she had

guts

any other man who could be so charming as Ernest. Harold didn’t think that Florence would rather love other garbage and give up

is my best friend’s fiancée. I also care about her privacy. Please tell me ... who on earth does she like?” Harold said in a flattery tone with a smile,

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

man’s pretty brows and eyes, even his tender skin with no poles,

skipped

being so close to her. Instead, he blinked his

friends now. Please

close to her that all the heated breath when he

it so

a shameless person. He even acted like a

out of my face! I won’t tell

for a distance. Feeling the fresh air around her, she felt that her heated cheeks cooled

him, she said, “Give me back the

so harmful if you told me?” Harold bitched about her

naturally, he raised the phone

also sent Florence a

answer? Do

had done, Phoebe almost

answer from her, so he sent Florence a message

nothing yet. Otherwise, if she replied, Harold would surely know

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

him, she said in a fierce tone, “Behave

pounced at,

straddling on him in shock, his mouth corners kept twitching. After a long while, he uttered

the box all stopped talking. In silence,

Why were they tangling