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.

his heart was

his long feet and martial art’s foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep up with

she regretted that she didn’t train well

late to train now.

farther; she clenched her

wait for me.”

uneven, I almost

I’m

more and more pitiful as if she was really afraid,

and this poor little woman as one,

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

delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not

had a warm

would

confident and picked up the pace to catch up, she would be walking side by side with him again.

in a romantic garden, this was

in her mind, but as she was about

of her jogged,

widened and

up with him, but he sped up as she did

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how mean!

the woods

she went further inside, all of them danced around her

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

was obvious that this setting was really done wholeheartedly.

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

a while, she arrived at a

the land was not grass or branches but

was like a sky full of shining

and got sunken

in awe

where

like

deep voice was heard from a

husky voice and was