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 was beating faster than

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

at their distance; she regretted that

late to

she clenched her teeth and

wait for me.”

uneven, I almost

I’m afraid.”

as if she was really afraid, it sounded like she

the shameless woman and this poor little

to trust her, his body reacted honestly, his steps slowed down.

down, he was not

warm and delicate

now and would

was confident and picked up the pace to catch up, she would be walking side by

a romantic garden, this was the

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

was not as fast as before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept a two to three meters distance between

eyes widened and were depressed.

up with him, but he sped up as she did and

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately,

towards the woods joyfully.

of fireflies increased as she went further inside, all

rose petals on both sides, it was crazily romantic.

setting was really done wholeheartedly.

front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a

while, she arrived at

grass or branches but

danced above the flowers, it was like a sky full of shining stars, it

and got sunken into this mesmerizing

was gorgeous, she was in awe

here, where

you like

heard

a husky voice and was not