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.

racing; his heart was

his long 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 that she didn’t

late to train

farther; she clenched

for

is uneven,

dark, I’m afraid.”

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

shameless woman and this poor little

her, his body reacted honestly, his

was delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not as cold as

had a warm and delicate heart.

would fall

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

romantic garden, this was the

as she was about to catch up, the man in front sped up

of her jogged, he kept a two to three meters distance between

and were depressed.

him, but he sped up as

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately,

the woods

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

the path she walked was filled with rose

setting was really done

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

she arrived at a lightened space.

grass or branches but was filled with

danced above the flowers, it was like a sky full of shining stars, it was too romantic.

and got sunken into

gorgeous, she was in awe and

where

like

deep voice was heard

voice and was not