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

and martial art’s foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep up with him.

regretted that she didn’t train well during school.

too late

went farther; she clenched her teeth

wait for me.”

road is uneven,

dark, I’m afraid.”

more pitiful as if she was really afraid, it sounded like she was

woman and this poor little woman as one,

her, his body reacted honestly, his steps slowed

Stanford slowed down, he

had a warm and delicate

now and would fall for her in the

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

side by side in a romantic garden, this

in her mind, but as she was about to catch up,

as fast as before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept

widened and were

to catch up with him, but he sped up as

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how mean!

the

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

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

this setting was really done

sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a romantic setting to surprise her.

while, she arrived at a lightened

not grass or branches but was

it was like a sky

lost her mind and got sunken into this

in awe and looked

where are

like

voice was heard

a husky voice