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

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

annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted

was too late to train now.

Stanford went farther; she clenched her teeth

for me.”

uneven, I almost fall.”

dark, I’m afraid.”

voice became more and more pitiful as if she was really afraid, it sounded like she was about to

this poor little woman as one, she was pretending, didn’t

unwillingness to trust her, his body reacted honestly,

Stanford slowed down, he was

warm

and would fall for her in

the pace to catch up, she

woman walking side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient

as she was about to catch up, the man

before but was the paced of her

and

but he sped up as she

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how

ran towards the woods joyfully.

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

she walked was filled with rose petals

obvious that this setting

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

she arrived at

or

sky full of shining stars, it

got sunken into this

was gorgeous, she was in awe and looked

where

like

deep voice was heard from a

a husky voice and was not clear.