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

so pale, and she looked extremely depressed and

give up, whenever she met Stanford, she couldn’t help

the salt sprinkled on the

However, she couldn’t dodge.

earlier, but she was reluctant. She wanted to stay until she

she be reluctant to

you are so helpless,” she muttered to

She disdained herself.

the bathroom, she put the box of the

she entered the door, she saw Florence glinting at her with

did it take you so long? Did anything

noticing that she

her best to keep in a good

There’s no morning-after pill in your house, so I went to buy it from downtown. Hence,

bed and pulled the morning-after pill out of

at the box of pills,

first time that

didn’t feel quite

Without any hesitation, she opened the

glass of water for

it this time, how about for the

“It’s just three years.”

the glass of water decisively. “Our country advocates late marriage and late childbearing, so the quality of life will

in the mood to

so she

She put a pill in her mouth and swallowed with the

nodded and pulled out another bottle of pills from

said, “Flory, this is a contraceptive almost without any side effect. Take a

“Thank you, Phoebe.”

immediately took over

quite a lot

the journey, she wouldn’t care about anything

the door of her room was suddenly opened from the

the click, she

pills and the box of the morning-after

If someone saw it...

Florence suddenly lifted the quilt to cover

entered while pushing a trolley, just called Florence, and all her rest words were swallowed back