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

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

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

too late to train

she

for

uneven, I

dark, I’m

became more and more pitiful as if she was

and this poor little woman

his body reacted honestly,

down, he was not as cold as

had a warm and delicate heart.

for her now and would fall for

catch up, she would be walking side by side with

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

visualized it in her mind, but as she was about

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

and

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

Phoebe, “…”

it deliberately, how

ran towards the

number of fireflies increased as she went further inside, all of them danced around her and lightened the

with rose petals on both sides, it was

obvious that this setting was

man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare

arrived at a lightened space.

grass or branches but was filled

sky full of

almost lost her mind and got

gorgeous, she was in awe

where

like it?”

deep voice was heard from a dark

was a husky voice and