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 was beating

foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep up with

was annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted that

too late to train now.

she

wait for me.”

uneven, I almost fall.”

I’m afraid.”

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

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

trust her, his body reacted honestly,

delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not as

had a warm and

and would fall

pace to catch up, she would be walking side

man and a woman walking side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to fall

she was about to catch up,

before but was the paced of her

and were depressed.

ran faster trying to catch up with him, but he

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how mean!

ran towards the woods joyfully.

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

the path she walked was filled with rose petals on both sides, it was crazily romantic.

this setting was really done wholeheartedly.

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

she arrived at a lightened

land was not grass or branches but was

like a sky full of shining

almost lost her mind and got sunken into

was in awe and looked around.

here, where are

you like it?”

was heard from a dark corner.

voice and was not clear.