My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 279

“Oops! Do I need to take advantage of you? You should know I have plenty of girlfriends,” Harold said disdainfully.

However, his tall and strong body kept pressing towards Phoebe.

As he spoke, he reached out to grab her cell phone.

Phoebe looked at him warily. In an instant, she raised her phone backward. “What are you doing?”

“Let me take a look at who your babe is,” Harold said naturally.

Reaching out his long arm, he grabbed Phoebe’s cell phone.

Then he pulled with strength. The phone was snatched from her.

“Give me back my phone!” Phoebe exclaimed.

Harold, however, took a few steps back. Then he immediately looked on Phoebe’s phone. His long fingers scrolled up the chatting log.

The person, Phoebe’s babe, seemed to have a crush on someone.

According to their dialogues, it seemed that the person liked the one very much.

Harold didn’t care about it at all. However, he was curious who Phoebe’s babe was.

Then he kept scrolling up the chat log.

“Harold Hammer, have a shame! Stop reading my chat log. It’s my privacy!”

Phoebe stamped in anger. She punched at him to grab her phone back.

Harold acted faster ... he pressed Phoebe’s shoulder with one hand to keep her distance away from him. His other hand still quickly scrolled up the chat log.

Although the nickname of the person was “Babe” on the chat window, Harold tabbed the person’s profile portrait and saw a familiar face.

It turned out to be Florence!

Phoebe and Florence were besties, so it was natural for the former to call the latter Babe.

The key point was that the chat content that Harold didn’t pay much attention to had become the most important information.

Florence had a crush on someone, didn’t she?

Florence fell in love with someone, didn’t she?

That was big news. If Ernest knew it, wouldn’t he be overjoyed?

Harold suddenly had a second thought, wondering if the one that Florence had a crush on was Ernest.

He wasn’t a reckless man, so he wanted to confirm it with Phoebe.

“Who is the man that Florence has a crush on?”

Phoebe was still hopping up and down, trying to get her phone back. Upon hearing his question, she knew that Harold the jerk had already read her chat log with Florence.

It was the privacy of a girl. How could a man be so shameless?

Phoebe said to him in disdain, “Why should I tell you? Give me back the phone!”

She regretted. She shouldn’t have hanged out tonight. She even encountered Harold and others. She should haven’t accepted their invitation and sat with them together.

Harold was such a shameless and immoral man without any principle.

If Florence knew that her privacy was seen by Harold, she would be quite embarrassed and ashamed.

“Harold Hammer, you’d better forget what you’ve seen just now. Otherwise, you can’t blame me for killing you!” Phoebe threatened him, gritting her teeth.

Harold, however, didn’t take her words to his heart. He was super concerned about his best buddy’s future happiness.

If Florence had a crush on Ernest, everything would be wonderful and they should celebrate it. However, if she had a crush on someone else...

Harold didn’t have the guts to imagine what would happen.

There shouldn’t be any other man who could be so charming as Ernest. Harold didn’t think that Florence would rather love other garbage and give up such an outstandingly handsome man.

“Phoebe, Florence is my best friend’s fiancée. I also care about her privacy. Please tell me ... who on earth does she like?” Harold said in a flattery tone with a smile, suddenly approaching Phoebe.

Phoebe was still trying to grab her phone from Harold’s hand. He suddenly got so close to her and his face was enlarged in front of her eyes. They were so close that they almost kissed.

The man’s pretty brows and eyes, even his tender skin with no poles, showed up in front of her clearly.

Phoebe’s heart skipped a beat.

However, Harold hadn’t realized anything when being so close to her. Instead, he blinked his almond-shaped eyes, playing at being cute to her.

“Phoebe, we’re good friends now. Please tell me.”

He was so close to her that all the heated breath when he spoke overwhelmed Phoebe’s face.