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.

pulse was racing; his heart was beating

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

at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t train well during school.

too late to train

Stanford went farther; she

for

uneven,

I’m afraid.”

more and more pitiful as if she was really

couldn’t connect the shameless woman and this poor little woman as one, she was

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

seeing Stanford slowed down, he was

had a warm and delicate heart.

now and would fall for her in the

the pace to catch up, she would be

a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient

she was about to catch

paced of her jogged, he kept a two to

and

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

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how mean!

towards the woods joyfully.

further inside, all of them danced around her and lightened

filled with rose petals on both sides,

that this setting was really

the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a romantic

arrived at

was not grass or branches but was filled with roses.

a sky full of shining stars, it was

mind and got sunken into

gorgeous, she was in awe and looked around.

where

like it?”

was heard from a

was a husky voice and was not clear.