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.

shut up! Do you want to

trembled in fear. Immediately, he covered his mouth, looking at

Miss Jenkins for the sake of Mr. Fraser’s lifetime happiness, but

Stanford looked over at

said awkwardly,

so gentlemanly, and the fluctuation in

course, how could he protect her purposely? He was just doing

mocking herself inwardly. How could she misunderstand it until

bent down her head again

at Mr. Fraser, unable to

Fraser would be destined to

had already scared a lot of

it couldn’t go

the ladder, only

were extremely close

slightly lean over,

her body, stepped on the ladder, and moved

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

next to the ladder, ready to help her up when

while he was standing upright, he didn’t get any chance

way

she finished climbing the ladder, Phoebe walked into the

wondered what was wrong

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

go to

immediately, heading back in the direction

window, and Stanford was sitting opposite

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

planned to

he sat down, Phoebe immediately turned around to peer

Stanford was speechless.

her, swallowing back the words that had reached

them. He slightly tilted

Fraser was indeed

wanted to help

would you like to

have any appetite. She

“No, thank you.”

about dessert? What would you like to

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

her voice