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 her heart. It

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

did he mean

gaze, Stanford tightened his

my younger sister. I’ll never hide anything from

that he wouldn’t

Waves of bitterness and

from his words how distant she was and how intimate

and he even

She felt weakened all over her body. Suddenly, she felt that even if she had cancer, she wouldn’t feel more depressed and

this, Stanford suddenly

grabbed Phoebe’s shoulder,

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

are consuming your health. Once you get sick,

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

she was confused for a

leading a life

disbelief. “Is that all? Didn’t

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

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

she would

daze. She couldn’t return to her senses at

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

it

her so much, but how could

and was afraid that she would

Phoebe’s eyes were dimmed.

she said in a hoarse tone, “I got

wouldn’t trouble

obedient Phoebe was, Stanford couldn’t help but frown more deeply. For some reason,

in his heart, making

he clenched his fists. Then he turned

there?

private jet. Although he had prepared a lot of food, drinks, and other supplies, he didn’t get a casserole

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