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 to be transferred

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

Jenkins for the sake of Mr. Fraser’s lifetime

Stanford looked over at

said awkwardly,

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

he protect her purposely? He was just doing

help mocking herself inwardly. How could she misunderstand

down her head again and walked forward

Fraser,

would be destined to be single all

behaviors had already scared

it couldn’t go on in

the ladder, only a half-step away

were extremely close

she could slightly lean

subconsciously held her breath, tightened her body, stepped

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

the ladder, ready to

last step while he was standing upright, he didn’t get any

way too

ladder, Phoebe walked

was wrong with

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 was

to go to see

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

next to the window, and Stanford was sitting

many subordinates with him. There were a lot of empty seats in the cabin. However,

had planned to

immediately turned around

Stanford was speechless.

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

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

was indeed

wanted to help

me, Miss Jenkins. What would you like to drink? We have coffee, milk, and

any appetite.

“No, thank you.”

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

have any appetite. Please don’t

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