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.

was racing; his heart

foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s

at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t

late to train now.

she

for

road is uneven, I almost

dark, I’m

pitiful as if she was really afraid, it sounded like she was about to

poor little woman as

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

down, he was not as cold as he seemed.

warm and delicate

heart softened for her now and would fall for her

confident and picked up the pace to catch up, she would be

walking side by side in a romantic garden,

she was about to catch up,

her jogged,

widened and

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

Phoebe, “…”

it deliberately, how mean!

ran towards the woods

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

rose petals on both sides, it was crazily

setting was really

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

while, she arrived

not grass or branches but

danced above the flowers, it was like a sky full of shining stars,

almost lost her mind and got sunken into

was in awe and looked

here, where

like it?”

deep voice was heard from

husky voice and