My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford’s fingers slightly pressed on Phoebe’s pulse on the wrist. Then he slowly moved away from his fingers.

He gazed at Phoebe seriously and asked in a sinking tone, “What kind of life did you lead in the past weeks?”

Phoebe was a bit surprised, wondering why suddenly he asked him so. Had she got a critical illness because of it?

She felt quite depressed.

Gritting her teeth, she answered, “What’s wrong with me? Just tell me directly. I can stand it.”

Phoebe had already experienced Florence’s death, Stanford’s hatred, and driving away by him. She believed that she was pretty strong now.

What else couldn’t she stand now?

Even if it were cancer...

Stanford looked at Phoebe’s calm face, looking more annoyed.

He snapped, “Phoebe, why don’t you care about your health at all? I know you can stand it. How about people around you?”

Phoebe was startled.

She wondered what he meant by people around her.

Phoebe looked at Stanford in a daze. After a moment, she curled up her lips into a bitter smile.

“If you kept it secret, people who care about me wouldn’t know it.”

Besides, she had been abroad alone in the past few weeks. People around her were all strangers.

She was almost all by herself.

Feeling annoyed and regretful, Stanford added, “If I kept it secret? Don’t you know that I also...”

Before finishing his words, Stanford choked up with the words that had reached the tip of his tongue.

He wondered what he wanted to tell her. He felt extremely surprised himself.

Did he also care about Phoebe?

He denied it immediately. As a matter of fact, he came here to pick her up just for being responsible and making it up to her. He wasn’t close to her and they were not intimate at all.

He kept reminding himself.

felt as if a big stone was pressing on her heart. It was so heavy that he found it hard

expression was so complicated that she couldn’t tell what he

did he mean

confused gaze, Stanford tightened his

a cold and stubborn tone, “Flory is my younger sister. I’ll never hide anything from her or lie to

he

face suddenly. Waves of bitterness and sadness surged in

distant she was and

at all, and he even didn’t take her seriously.

felt that even

this,

out and grabbed Phoebe’s shoulder,

her and said as if he was giving commands, “Phoebe, from now on, you must take care of yourself. You can’t skip any meal or drink. You must sleep and take a rest

Once you get sick, you’ll make me... people around you worried

his enlarged handsome face in front of her, only to

for a long moment. Then

life with routines in

in disbelief. “Is that all? Didn’t I

Do you

that he took her pulse, he wouldn’t know that her health was already

herself, she would be

looked at Stanford in a daze. She

making her have the illusion that he was worried

that it

much, but how could

just felt bothered and was afraid that she would trouble him if she was sick, making

Phoebe’s eyes were dimmed.

in a hoarse tone, “I got

wouldn’t trouble him at

more deeply. For

was a wave of anger suppressed in his heart, making him

clenched his fists. Then he turned around and glared

there? Cook a

jet. Although he had prepared a lot of food, drinks,

Fraser was indeed making trouble out of nothing