My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Arriving at the ladder, Phoebe stopped three steps away from it.

Without raising her head, she said, “Let’s go.”

Stanford stood upright, slightly frowning.

He stood there because it was a bit difficult to the board by the ladder. Besides, her vision should be blurred because of crying too much. He was afraid that she would fall, so he waited for her here purposely.

However, she stopped far away from the ladder, seemingly she wanted him to board first.

He pressed his lips and said in a deep voice, “After you.”

Phoebe slightly raised her head, looking at the distance between the ladder and Sanford. It was a small ladder, the width of which only fit for one person. Stanford’s tall and strong figure was right next to the ladder.

If she walked on, she would be pretty close to him.

If she wasn’t careful, she might rub him by accident.

Phoebe hesitated. She said hoarsely, “Well... I... I can board after you. You are the master. Please go ahead.”

Stanford was silent.

He looked at Phoebe in depression. It was just to board the helicopter. He wondered why she was so hesitant.

He said again in a deep voice, “I’ll be watching. You first.”

Would he be watching?

Phoebe wondered what he would be watching.

She looked confused, but still standing motionlessly.

Addison was standing next to them and watching the scene, and his mouth corners couldn’t help twitching.

He couldn’t stand it any longer, so he said, “Miss Jenkins, please board first. It’s not easy to walk on the ladder. You may fall. Mr. Fraser is standing here to protect you!”

Upon hearing it, Phoebe gaped at Stanford in disbelief.

She couldn’t believe that he was standing there purposely to protect her.

He hated her so much. How come?

Stanford thought that way indeed, but when Addison exposed his thought, he felt extremely uneasy.

He felt as if he was doing something shameful.

face, Stanford snapped, “Addison, shut up! Do you want

in fear. Immediately, he covered his mouth, looking at Stanford in complaints and

for the sake of Mr. Fraser’s lifetime happiness, but why didn’t Mr.

Addison, Stanford looked over

said awkwardly, “Lady

arm that was so gentlemanly, and the fluctuation in

protect her purposely? He

couldn’t help mocking herself inwardly. How could she misunderstand it until

bent down her head again

at Mr. Fraser, unable to

be destined to

already scared

couldn’t go on in

the ladder, only a half-step

were extremely

she could slightly lean over,

body, stepped on

cautiously, trying her best not to lean over or fall so that she wouldn’t

ladder, ready to help

step while he was standing upright, he didn’t

way

she finished climbing the ladder, Phoebe walked

what was wrong

the recent few days, he was quite emotional. Either his heart hammered or he found it difficult to breathe. It was so weird. He wondered if he

decided to go

them boarded, the private jet took off immediately,

next to the window, and Stanford was sitting opposite

didn’t bring many subordinates with him. There were a

to

as soon as he sat down, Phoebe immediately turned

Stanford was speechless.

swallowing back the words that had reached the tip of his

sitting in front of them. He slightly tilted his head, looking at Mr.

was

Addison wanted

a moment, he said with a smile, “Excuse me, Miss Jenkins. What would you like to drink? We have coffee, milk, and fruit juice, hot and cold

any appetite. She shook her

“No, thank you.”

What would you like to eat? We also have cakes, cookies, and

have any appetite. Please

crying, her voice was still