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.

was pressing on her heart. It was so heavy that he

confusion. His expression was so complicated that she couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He also didn’t finish

he mean by

gaze, Stanford tightened his

sister. I’ll never hide anything from her or lie to her because of

implied that he wouldn’t

Phoebe’s face suddenly. Waves of

his words how distant she was

heart, she meant nothing at all, and he even didn’t

she felt that even if she had cancer, she wouldn’t feel more depressed and sadder

this, Stanford suddenly became

reached out and grabbed Phoebe’s shoulder, forcing her to look up

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 when necessary. You can’t remain sad just like Juliet who

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

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

hearing his words, she was confused for a long moment.

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

“Is that all? Didn’t I

much. Do you think it’s a good thing?” Stanford snapped unhappily, raising his

know that her health was already a mess besides she looked thinner, more

she wouldn’t take good care of herself, she would be

looked at Stanford in a daze. She

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

that it

hated her so much, but how could he care about

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

Phoebe’s eyes were dimmed.

head, she said in

trouble

more deeply. For some

in his heart, making him annoyed

he turned around

standing there? Cook a tonic soup

prepared a lot of food, drinks, and other supplies, he didn’t get a casserole or any tonics

was indeed making trouble out of nothing