My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

With Clarence rowing on his own, without much time, they arrived back onshore.

But Florence was complaining that it was too slow, even Stanford complained it was slow.

Once they reached the shore, Stanford held Phoebe and helped her get up, his head was lowered, his voice deep, asking her, “Can you walk?”

Without thinking, Phoebe shook her head, her voice so weak as if she might pass out any time.

“I can’t walk.”

Florence, “…” It was the first time she saw Phoebe so frail and weak, really, how pretentious.

Stanford on the other hand frowned, very worried. Hesitating for a second, he picked Phoebe up from the ground horizontally.

Phoebe widened her eyes in surprise, staring at the man in front of her unbelievingly.

He, he was actually carrying her in his arms!

Was she dreaming?

Phoebe was stunned, staring at Stanford dumbly, feeling his strong embrace, she was so blissful she felt as if she could put on a pair of wings and fly up to the clouds.

Florence was also slightly surprised, for so long, this was the first time she saw Stanford carry a female creature in his arms.

Looks like, he really treated Phoebe differently.

Maybe in the future, Phoebe would even be upgraded from her best friend to her sister-in-law.

Stanford’s face was serious, with large steps, he brought Phoebe to the mat that they had laid down just now, and put her down lightly.

Phoebe’s face was dumbstruck, her arms remained in the position of being around Stanford’s neck, not bearing to let go.

Stanford bent his body, facing Phoebe, he realized that the distance between them was very close.

He pursed his lips, looking uncomfortable.

He said softly, “I got someone to bring over some medicine for boat-sickness, you take two pills first.”

Stanford’s voice brought Phoebe back to reality.

With a flushed face, she quickly let go of his neck, but still looking reluctant.

Stanford, it was enough for her to be happy for quite

retreated, and quickly opened up a portable first-aid box, retrieving

was going out, he would always prepare everything in advance, he hadn’t expected to use it on

and handed it to

she looked at Stanford with

you’re such

voice was

his lips, his expression uncomfortable, and

protect you, this is what I

because of his previous

for a second, her ecstatic little heart felt

had thought his heart had

Phoebe’s expression fall, Stanford subconsciously frowned,

wrong? Are you feeling

Phoebe thought it was

of the reason he was feeling worried, at the end of the day,

to their initial relationship, this was already

quickly, and

quite uncomfortable, Mr. Fraser, can you help me pat

had never done this kind of

words that were on his lips couldn’t bear to refuse her

stiffly by the side, reached

as if he didn’t

it was of

was so happy that the corners of her lips were almost pointing towards the sky as if

patting was helpful, seeing Phoebe’s expression, he thought it was indeed helpful, so he continued

the side, couldn’t help but smile.

piece of wood, a totally clueless guy in the love industry. If this continued, Stanford would be

he had gotten himself so deep into this.

Phoebe was sincere, if Stanford could really fall in love with her, it

heart she was still thinking

Was he Ernest?

she even wanted to meet Ernest in her

“Brother, boat-sickness is extremely uncomfortable, you take good care of Phoebe,

Florence

he said in a deep voice, “Hold on, I’ll go

go with her, if not she wouldn’t have picked this timing to

“No need, I’ll just stroll nearby, will be back in a while. What’s more, Phoebe’s condition looks quite