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 faster

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

their distance; she regretted that she didn’t

was too late to train

farther; she clenched

for

road is uneven,

I’m

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

woman and this poor

trust her, his body reacted honestly, his steps

seeing Stanford slowed down, he was

a warm and delicate heart.

heart softened for her now and would fall

was confident and picked up the pace to catch up, she would

side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient

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

as before but was the paced of her jogged, he

eyes widened and were depressed.

ran faster trying to catch up with him, but he sped up as she did and

Phoebe, “…”

did it deliberately, how mean!

the

as she went further inside, all of them

with rose petals on

obvious that this setting

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

she arrived

was not grass or branches but was

it was like a sky full of shining stars, it

almost lost her mind and got sunken into this mesmerizing scene.

she was in awe

where are

you like

deep voice was heard from a

voice and was not