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.

Stanford snapped, “Addison, shut up! Do you want to be transferred

his mouth, looking at Stanford in complaints

the sake of Mr. Fraser’s

frightening Addison, Stanford

awkwardly,

was so gentlemanly, and the fluctuation in her heart

purposely? He was

inwardly. How could she misunderstand

bent down her head again

Fraser,

would be destined to be single all his life. He wouldn’t get married

already scared a lot

go on in this

only

were extremely

could slightly lean over, she

her body, stepped on the

walked pretty cautiously, trying her best not to lean

to the ladder, ready to help her up when

while he was standing

way too

as she finished climbing the ladder, Phoebe walked

what was wrong

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

to go to see

all of them boarded, the private jet took off immediately, heading back in

sitting next to the window,

were a lot of empty seats in the

planned to talk

Phoebe immediately turned around to peer out of the

Stanford was speechless.

her, swallowing back the words that had reached

was sitting in front of them. He slightly

was indeed

wanted to

thinking for a moment, he said with a smile, “Excuse me, Miss Jenkins. What would you like to drink? We have coffee,

have any appetite. She

“No, thank you.”

about dessert? What would you like to eat? We also have cakes,

don’t have any appetite. Please don’t

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