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

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

regretted that she didn’t train

was too late to train now.

farther; she

for me.”

uneven,

I’m afraid.”

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

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

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

was delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not as cold

warm and delicate heart.

her now and would fall for her

picked up the pace to catch up, she would be walking

man and a woman walking side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to fall in love.

about to catch up, the man in front

was not as fast as before but was the paced of her

widened and were depressed.

ran faster trying to catch up with him, but he sped up as she did and slowed down as she

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately,

towards the

number of fireflies increased as she went further inside, all

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

was obvious that this setting was really

Florence’s heart, she was almost sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would

a while, she arrived at a

not grass or branches but was filled with

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

mind and got sunken into this

in

here, where are

like

deep voice was heard from a dark

husky voice and was not clear.