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.

being so close to Stanford, it was enough for her to

a portable first-aid box, retrieving

would always prepare everything in advance, he hadn’t

medicine and handed it to

red, she looked at Stanford with a flustered and

you’re such a great

voice was sweet

pursed his lips, his expression uncomfortable,

promised to protect you, this is what I

of his previous

for a second, her ecstatic little heart felt

had thought his heart

expression fall, Stanford subconsciously frowned, and asked,

Are you feeling unwell

Phoebe

at the end

relationship, this

and she

is quite uncomfortable, Mr. Fraser, can you

hesitated for a moment, he had

on

sat stiffly by the side, reached out, and gently patted

it looked as

didn’t think it was

so happy that the corners of her lips were almost pointing towards the sky as if this was the most comfortable back pat she had ever

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

them by the side, couldn’t help but smile.

romantic field, another was a piece of wood, a totally clueless guy in

know when he had gotten himself so deep into this.

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

her heart she was still thinking

Was he Ernest?

to meet Ernest in her dreams,

extremely uncomfortable, you take good care

words, Florence wanted to take

her, and he said in a deep voice, “Hold

to not let Stanford go with her, if not she wouldn’t

a while. What’s more, Phoebe’s condition looks