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 beating faster

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

at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t train

late to train now.

went farther; she clenched her teeth and

wait for

uneven, I almost fall.”

dark, I’m afraid.”

if she was really

poor

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

seeing Stanford slowed down, he

warm and

would fall for

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

side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect

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

but was the paced of her

widened and

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

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately,

the

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

path she walked was filled with rose petals on both sides, it was crazily romantic.

setting was really

was Ernest, only he would

she arrived

grass or branches but was filled

was like a sky full of shining stars, it was too

mind and got sunken into

she was in awe and looked

here, where

you like

deep voice was heard

was a husky voice and was not clear.