My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 521

Phoebe eyes shone and leaned closer to Stanford.

“You will marry the woman who carries your child instantly? Even if you don’t love her?”

Stanford replied sternly, “This kind of thing will never happen to me.”

He had never been with any woman until now, he had superb self-control.

On top of that, he had no interest in woman at all.

Phoebe was not satisfied with his answer; she walked past Stanford and stopped in front of him.

She looked up at him and asked stubbornly, “If, I say if there’s a woman pregnant with your baby, will you marry her?”

This kind of impossible thought had never crossed Stanford’s mind.

He bit his lips and answer rationally, “Yes.”

He was not a non-responsible man.

Phoebe’s eyes shone. She smiled while approached Stanford suddenly and said.

“So the fastest way for me to get you is to sleep with you?”

Stanford’s body froze; his face’s interchanged between green and red.

How could Phoebe say such a thing, wasn’t her a woman? She had no shame?

“Ridiculous!”

Stanford said while biting his lips uncomfortably. He then avoided Phoebe and walked past her.

He walked at a fast pace as if he was flying.

Phoebe ran to catch up and followed him by his side.

She said seriously, “Stanford, I really want to sleep with you.”

Stanford walked even faster hearing that.

How did Florence and Phoebe become best friends? She was not a lady, she had no shame.

Stanford temple’s pulse was racing; his heart was beating faster than ever.

With his long feet and martial art’s foundation, he walked faster; even Phoebe’s jog couldn’t keep up with him.

Phoebe was annoyed looking at their distance; she regretted that she didn’t train well during school.

It was too late to train now.

Looking at Stanford went farther; she clenched her teeth and shouted.

“Stanford, wait for me.”

“The road is uneven, I almost fall.”

“It’s dark, I’m afraid.”

Her voice became more and more pitiful as if she was really afraid, it sounded like she was about to cry.

Stanford couldn’t connect the shameless woman and this poor little woman as one, she was pretending, didn’t she?

Despite his unwillingness to trust her, his body reacted honestly, his steps slowed down.

Phoebe was delighted seeing Stanford slowed down, he was not as cold as he seemed.

He had a warm and delicate heart.

His heart softened for her now and would fall for her in the future.

Phoebe was confident and picked up the pace to catch up, she would be walking side by side with him again.

A man and a woman walking side by side in a romantic garden, this was the perfect ambient to fall in love.

Phoebe visualized it in her mind, but as she was about to catch up, the man in front sped up again.

It was not as fast as before but was the paced of her jogged, he kept a two to three meters distance between them.

Phoebe’s eyes widened and were depressed.