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.

stone was pressing on

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

he mean by

confused gaze, Stanford

my younger sister. I’ll never

he wouldn’t keep it

suddenly. Waves of bitterness

how distant she was and how intimate Flory was

nothing at all, and he even didn’t take her seriously. All he cared

lowered her head, her eyes dimmed. She felt weakened all over her body. Suddenly, she felt that even if she had cancer, she wouldn’t feel more depressed and sadder than

Phoebe like this, Stanford suddenly

grabbed Phoebe’s shoulder,

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 remain sad just like Juliet who parted from

you get sick, you’ll make

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

confused for a

was just that she wasn’t leading a life with routines in

“Is that all? Didn’t

your health so much. Do you think it’s a good thing?” Stanford snapped

that her health was already a mess besides she looked

would be

Stanford in a daze. She couldn’t return to her

about her health a lot, even making her have the illusion that he was worried

that it must be her

but how could he care

felt bothered and was afraid that she would trouble him

Phoebe’s eyes were dimmed.

in a hoarse tone, “I

wouldn’t trouble him at

help but frown more deeply. For some reason, when looking at her current look,

in his

irritated, he clenched his fists. Then he turned around and glared at Addison

there? Cook

was shocked. They were still in the private jet. Although he had prepared a lot of food,

Fraser was indeed making trouble out of nothing to give him such a