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.

temple’s pulse was racing; his heart was beating

martial art’s foundation, he walked

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

was too late

Stanford went farther; she clenched

for me.”

uneven,

I’m afraid.”

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

woman and this poor

to trust her, his body reacted honestly, his steps

he was not as cold as he seemed.

a warm

heart softened for her now and would fall for her

picked up the pace to catch up, she would be walking side by side with him

romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to

visualized it in her mind, but as she was about to catch up, the

the paced of her

widened and were depressed.

catch up with him, but he sped up

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately, how

the woods joyfully.

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

with rose petals on both sides,

was obvious that this setting was really

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

a while, she arrived at

was not grass or branches but

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

her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing scene.

she was in awe and looked

here, where are

you like it?”

voice was heard from a dark corner.

a husky voice