My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Phoebe eyes shone and leaned closer to Stanford.

“You will marry the woman who carries your child instantly? Even if you don’t love her?”

Stanford replied sternly, “This kind of thing will never happen to me.”

He had never been with any woman until now, he had superb self-control.

On top of that, he had no interest in woman at all.

Phoebe was not satisfied with his answer; she walked past Stanford and stopped in front of him.

She looked up at him and asked stubbornly, “If, I say if there’s a woman pregnant with your baby, will you marry her?”

This kind of impossible thought had never crossed Stanford’s mind.

He bit his lips and answer rationally, “Yes.”

He was not a non-responsible man.

Phoebe’s eyes shone. She smiled while approached Stanford suddenly and said.

“So the fastest way for me to get you is to sleep with you?”

Stanford’s body froze; his face’s interchanged between green and red.

How could Phoebe say such a thing, wasn’t her a woman? She had no shame?

“Ridiculous!”

Stanford said while biting his lips uncomfortably. He then avoided Phoebe and walked past her.

He walked at a fast pace as if he was flying.

Phoebe ran to catch up and followed him by his side.

She said seriously, “Stanford, I really want to sleep with you.”

Stanford walked even faster hearing that.

How did Florence and Phoebe become best friends? She was not a lady, she had no shame.

was racing; his heart was beating faster

foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog

annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t train well during school.

late to train now.

went farther; she clenched

wait for

is uneven, I almost

dark, I’m

pitiful as if she was really

and this poor little woman as one, she was

her, his body reacted honestly,

was delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not as cold as he

warm and delicate

for her now and would

pace to catch up,

side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to fall in

mind, but as she was about to catch up, the man in front sped

not as fast as before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept a two

widened and

faster trying to catch up with him, but he sped up

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately,

towards the woods joyfully.

fireflies increased as she went further inside, all of them danced around her

the path she walked was filled with rose petals on both sides, it was

was obvious that this setting was really done wholeheartedly.

was almost sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a

she arrived at a lightened space.

the land was not grass or branches but was filled with

danced above the flowers, it was like a sky full

got sunken into this mesmerizing scene.

she was in awe and looked

here, where

you like it?”

was heard from a dark corner.

a husky voice and was