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 faster than

long feet and martial art’s foundation, he walked

distance; she regretted that

was too late to

Stanford went farther; she clenched her teeth

for

road is uneven, I almost fall.”

dark, I’m

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

shameless woman and this poor little woman as

body reacted honestly, his steps

delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not

had a warm and delicate

heart softened for her now and would fall for

up, she

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

in her mind, but as she was about to

her jogged, he kept a

widened and were

but he sped

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how

the woods

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

the path she walked was filled with rose petals on

was obvious that this setting

heart, she was almost sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a romantic setting

a while, she arrived

was not grass or branches but

a sky full of

almost lost her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing scene.

gorgeous, she was in awe and looked around.

where are

you like

voice was heard from

voice and was