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

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

annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted

too late to train now.

farther; she clenched her

wait for me.”

uneven, I

dark, I’m

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

this poor little woman

her, his body reacted honestly, his

slowed down, he

a warm

softened for her now and would fall for her in

pace to catch up, she would be walking side by side

a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to fall

mind, but as she was about to catch up, the man in

before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept

widened and were depressed.

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

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately, how mean!

ran towards the woods

as she went further inside, all of

the path she walked was filled with rose

was obvious that this setting was really done wholeheartedly.

almost sure that the man in front was Ernest, only he would prepare such a romantic setting to surprise her.

while, she arrived at a lightened space.

land was not grass or branches but was

a sky full of shining stars, it was

and got sunken into this

she was in awe

where are

you like

deep voice was heard from a dark corner.

a husky voice and was not