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.

a darkened face, Stanford snapped, “Addison, shut up! Do you want to be

covered his mouth, looking at Stanford in complaints

Miss Jenkins for the sake of Mr. Fraser’s

frightening Addison, Stanford

said awkwardly,

his reached-out arm that was so gentlemanly, and the fluctuation in

he protect her purposely? He was just doing it as a gentleman as

herself inwardly. How could

her head

at Mr. Fraser,

this went on, he believed that Mr. Fraser would be destined to be

already scared a

that it couldn’t go on

to the ladder, only

were extremely close

could slightly lean over, she

breath, tightened her body, stepped

to lean over or fall so that

ladder, ready to help her

Phoebe walked on the last step while he was standing upright,

walked way

ladder, Phoebe walked into the

wondered what was wrong with

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

decided to go to see Collin

them boarded, the private jet took off immediately, heading back in the direction when Stanford had

next to the window,

a lot of empty seats in the cabin.

planned to talk

soon as he sat down, Phoebe immediately turned around

Stanford was speechless.

gazed at her, swallowing back the words that had reached the tip

slightly tilted his

was indeed

Addison wanted to help

a moment, he said with a smile, “Excuse me, Miss Jenkins. What would you like to

didn’t have any appetite. She shook

“No, thank you.”

added, “How about dessert? What would you like to eat? We

have any appetite. Please don’t bother,” Phoebe rejected

crying, her voice