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.

heart

walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep

distance; she regretted that she didn’t train

was too late to train

went farther; she clenched her teeth and

wait for

uneven, I almost

dark, I’m

if she was really afraid, it sounded

the shameless woman and this poor little woman as one, she was

unwillingness to trust her, his body reacted honestly, his steps

Stanford slowed down, he was not as

warm and delicate heart.

softened for her now and would fall for her

the pace to catch up, she would be walking side by side with him

a woman walking side by side in a romantic

it in her mind, but as she was about to

paced of her jogged, he kept a two

widened and were depressed.

trying to catch up with him, but he sped up as she did and slowed down as she

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how

towards the woods

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

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

setting

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

she arrived

was not grass or branches but was filled with roses.

a sky full of shining stars, it was too

almost lost her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing

gorgeous, she was in

where

you like it?”

deep voice was heard

a husky voice and was not clear.