My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

"Eh, you, well, please, don't cry."

Stanford stretched out his hand helplessly, but his hand was slapped away by Phoebe.

Phoebe looked at him aggrievedly, and her voice was choked.

"Stanford, do you want to run away from the responsibility after you've slept with me?"

Stanford's mouth twitched. What?

He said hurriedly but seriously, "Absolutely not. I said that I will be responsible for you. I won't go back on my word."

"You said you won't regret about what you said. But why don't you even dare to admit that you have slept with me? You are lying to Flory and you just don't want Flory to know about our relationship? Isn't it because you can ditch me conveniently in the future?"

Stanford looked at Phoebe dumbfounded, completely unable to understand her logical reasoning. It sounded smooth and reasonable, but something didn't feel right.

He had to bite the bullet and explain.

"I swear I never thought about doing what you imagined I would do. These days, we did sleep together. But that's because of the environment. I am just sleeping next to you so that I can guarantee your safety. Could this be called sleeping together? You know… to do that kind of thing means we are sleeping together."

After a pause, for fear that Phoebe might completely misunderstand what he meant, Stanford added,

"I don't mean that I don't want to sleep with you either. No, it doesn't mean I want to rap you or something. I, I mean, before getting married, I will do my best to protect your reputation, or dignity, or virginity… And all that stuff. I will not let you be wronged because of me."

"I don't care. It's sleeping anyway. You haven't been sleeping with me all this time."

Phoebe was even more aggrieved. If Stanford argued again, she would probably cry.

Stanford's temple was popping wildly. This was completely different from what he thought and used to know. He was fine with all this kind of thing. But Phoebe is a girl, this may hurt her reputation.

But if he didn't follow what she means, Phoebe can drown him with tears again in minutes.

Stanford was really drove crazy.

He couldn't be tough at all when facing the crying. For fear that she would cry again, he hurriedly said,

"Yes, yes, I'll sleep with you every day."

was right. He was

word, but

has been completely ruined by you,

That's the truth, and he felt

what's done was done. Let's go with the flow and turn this into a habit. From now on, we will sleep together

the final

her eyes disappeared. Her eyes were now sparkling like stars, and the smile on the corner of her mouth imply that her plan was

if he was struck by lightning. He

he get

dazed brother on the screen. While she wanted to express her sympathy, she burst

Phoebe

be the express train

also think what Phoebe said is reasonable, you have to

about was completely different from the

or those marriage mundane? Or maybe they

likely that he was

Flory, let's have

too much, just hang up the

her best friend was thinking. She just seduced the man into her trap, and now she

maybe their kid would

expectant for

good rest. Besides, doing more exercise

speaking, Florence smiled and hung

other end of the screen, Stanford's mouth

mean by resting early and

a long time had make

petite soft body leaped over and

Fraser, let's

suddenly tightened and

soft touch from his arm was like fire licking his skin. The scorching heat spread directly from the skin to the inside of the

was breathing heavy, while his

to be seduced. But why can't him withstand the slightest flirtation

the desire, and