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.

racing; his heart was beating

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

was annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t train well

late to

farther; she

wait for

road is uneven, I almost

I’m afraid.”

was really afraid, it sounded

and this poor little woman as one, she was

her, his body

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

a warm

her now and would fall for her in the future.

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

side in a romantic garden, this was the

mind, but as she was about to catch up, the man in front

but was the paced of her jogged, he kept a two to three

eyes widened and were

up with him, but he sped up as she did and slowed down as she

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how

ran towards the woods joyfully.

further inside, all of them danced

with rose petals on both sides,

setting was

she was almost sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare

a while, she arrived at a

the land was not grass or branches but was filled with roses.

above the flowers, it was like a sky full of shining stars, it was too romantic.

almost lost her mind and got sunken into this

was in awe and

here, where are

you like

was heard from

a husky voice and was