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.

on her heart. It was so heavy

confusion. His expression was so complicated that she couldn’t tell

he mean by

confused gaze, Stanford

stubborn tone, “Flory is my younger sister. I’ll

implied that he wouldn’t

Waves of bitterness and sadness surged

how distant she was and how intimate

realized that in his heart, she meant nothing at all, and he even didn’t take her seriously. All he cared about was

she felt that even if she had cancer,

Phoebe like this, Stanford suddenly became

and grabbed Phoebe’s shoulder, forcing

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 when necessary. You can’t

your health. Once you get sick, you’ll

enlarged handsome face in front of her, only to find that he was

hearing his words, she was confused for a

leading a life with routines in the past few weeks, and her physical power was over consumed, so she had become

twinkled in disbelief. “Is that all? Didn’t I get

do you want? You’ve damaged your health so much. Do you think it’s a good thing?” Stanford snapped unhappily, raising his

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

she wouldn’t take good care of herself, she would be bound to be a lifetime of illness and

looked at Stanford in a daze. She couldn’t return to

a lot, even making her

believed that it must

much, but how

afraid that she would trouble him if she was sick, making Florence

Phoebe’s eyes were dimmed.

she said in

trouble him

Stanford couldn’t help but frown more deeply. For some reason, when

anger suppressed in his heart, making him annoyed and unable

he turned around and glared at

there? Cook a tonic

still in the private jet. Although he had prepared a lot of food, drinks, and other

making trouble out of nothing