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 was

art’s foundation, he walked

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

too late to train

at Stanford went farther; she

for me.”

is uneven, I almost

I’m

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

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

body reacted honestly, his steps

delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he

warm and delicate

heart softened for her now and would fall

up,

and a woman walking side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect

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

fast as before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept a two to three meters

widened and were depressed.

but he sped up as

Phoebe, “…”

deliberately, how mean!

towards the woods

went further inside, all of

was filled with rose petals on both sides, it was crazily romantic.

setting

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

arrived

or branches but was filled with

was like a sky full of shining stars, it was too

her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing scene.

was gorgeous, she was in awe and looked around.

where

like

heard

voice and