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.

heart

walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep

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

too late to

at Stanford went farther; she clenched her teeth

for

is uneven, I almost

dark, I’m afraid.”

she was really afraid, it

shameless woman and this poor little woman as one, she was

her, his body reacted honestly, his steps slowed down.

down, he was not as cold as he

a warm and delicate

now and would fall

picked up the pace to catch up,

man and a woman walking side by side in a romantic garden,

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

the paced of her jogged, he kept a two

widened and were

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

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately, how

ran towards the woods

went further inside, all of them danced around her

filled with rose

obvious that this setting was

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

a while, she arrived at a lightened

not grass or branches but

above the flowers, it was like a sky full of

her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing

was gorgeous, she was in awe and looked around.

where

like

heard from a

husky voice and was