My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“If you mention taking her to Raflad again, I’ll cut your tongue!”

That was the unconcealed threat.

Addison shushed in fear. Although Mr. Fraser trusted him, and they grew up together, Addison knew clearly that his tongue would be cut for real if he had pissed off Stanford.

Ignoring Addison, Stanford gazed in the direction where Phoebe left deeply.

Over there, he couldn’t see that escaping figure any longer.

He felt extremely irritated as well as empty as he was floating in the mid-air without any place to land.

The journey to Raflad would be way too dangerous. They were forced to take Florence over, but he wouldn’t allow Phoebe to follow them into danger.

However, if he let her leave...

Recalling what Addison said just now that she would soon see another man, Stanford felt as if his heart was pinched by a big hand, which squeezed forcibly with increasing strength. He felt as if his heart would be crushed.

He felt so upset and depressed as if he would explode soon.

His body was fulfilled with feelings that he had never had before.

Addison distanced himself from Stanford weakly, so that he would be safe from the irritable man who could vent his anger on him at any time.

However, looking at Stanford’s expression that was with the unconcealed feelings, Addison knew what was in his mind.

Stanford was stubborn while being obsessed with Phoebe.

Addison wondered why it was so difficult for Stanford to admit that he liked Phoebe.

He decided that he must push Stanford harder. He couldn’t watch Stanford lose Phoebe without doing anything. Phoebe couldn’t go back to City N like this.

Otherwise, Stanford and Phoebe would never be together.

Rubbing his chin, Addison started to scheme. Since they didn’t want to take Phoebe with them, Addison would find another way.

...

Phoebe didn’t know that such a big argument was caused because of her.

Nor did she know that someone was scheming on her.

With two bags of things, she trotted into Florence’s courtyard like running for her life.

She trotted to her room directly and locked the door.

the door, she

pale, and she looked extremely

give up, whenever she met Stanford,

well as the salt sprinkled on the wound. Whenever it was touched,

However, she couldn’t dodge.

could leave earlier, but she was reluctant. She wanted to stay

would she

she muttered to herself, patting her

She disdained herself.

her mood. After washing her face in the bathroom, she put the box of the morning-after

soon as she entered the door, she saw Florence glinting at

did it take you so long? Did anything unexpected

nervously. After noticing that she

her head, trying her best to

so I went to buy it

the bed and pulled the morning-after pill out

she looked at the box of pills,

be the first time that she took

didn’t feel quite

she was truly determined. Without

glass of water for her

depressed tone, “Flory, have you made up your mind? Although you will take it this time, how about for the future? Don’t you plan to have a baby in the

“It’s just three years.”

decisively. “Our country advocates late marriage and late childbearing, so the

Florence was still in the

far, so she couldn’t

in her mouth and swallowed with

another bottle of pills from

this is a contraceptive almost without any side effect. Take a pill per

“Thank you, Phoebe.”

immediately took

quite a lot of

the journey, she wouldn’t care about anything

the bottle, the door of her room was

the click,

holding a bottle of contraceptive pills and the box of the morning-after

If someone saw it...

hesitation, Florence suddenly lifted

a trolley, just called Florence, and