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.

her first time being so close to Stanford, it was enough for her to be happy for quite many

retreated, and quickly opened up a

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

the medicine and handed it to Phoebe together

cheeks were red, she looked at Stanford with a flustered

such a great

was sweet and

expression uncomfortable,

you, this

of his previous

her ecstatic little heart felt a sudden

had thought his

Phoebe’s expression fall, Stanford subconsciously frowned, and asked,

you feeling unwell

Stanford’s worried expression, Phoebe thought it was

end of the day, she

to their initial relationship, this was already an

and she showed a

Fraser, can you help me pat

for a moment, he had never done this

on his lips couldn’t bear to refuse

stiffly by the side, reached out, and gently patted Phoebe’s

movement was gentle, patting softly, it looked as if he didn’t really

it was

of her lips were almost pointing towards the sky as if this was the most comfortable

sure if this kind of patting was helpful, seeing Phoebe’s expression, he thought

who was watching them by the side, couldn’t help

romantic field, another was a piece of wood, a totally

didn’t even know when he had gotten himself so deep

tell that Phoebe was sincere, if Stanford could really fall in love with her, it would also be a

too worried, in her heart she was still thinking about the silhouette in

Was he Ernest?

In recent days, she even wanted to

extremely uncomfortable, you take good care of Phoebe, I’ll go for a stroll

Florence wanted to

said in a

her, if

back in a while. What’s more, Phoebe’s