My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 1037

It was her.

It was really her.

All the messy feelings and reversed emotions seemed to return to normal in an instant.

He suddenly understood.

He didn't change his mind, nor did he lose interest in Phoebe after experiencing ups and downs.

It was because he was wrong at the beginning.

If it weren't for real Phoebe, how could he feel it?

Even though they looked the same, and even though he was full of guilt, he didn't love her at all.

Only in the face of a real Phoebe would he feel moved.

"I'm sorry..."

Stanford's voice was so low that he almost choked. He wiped the tears on her cheeks with his trembling fingers, and his movements were extremely careful.

But the more he wiped, the more tears real Phoebe shed.

Stanford was so distressed that he almost suffocated.

"Clang."

Phoebe looked at him with red eyes, and swayed her hands back and forth in front of Stanford, which were locked by chains.

Phoebe motioned for him to untie her.

Only then did Stanford come to his senses. He was so excited to recognize her and even forgot to untie the chains for her.

He immediately took out his saber and cut off the chain quickly with its sharp blade.

He was extremely careful. He untied the chains and immediately tore off the tape on her mouth.

His actions were very gentle.

He looked at the scars on her face. Even though he had been facing the same scars for several days, when he saw the scars on Phoebe's face, his heart hurt as if it had been cut by a knife.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If I had found you earlier, you wouldn't have..."

Suddenly, there was a sound.

Before Stanford could finish his words, he was slapped in the face.

It was the real Phoebe.

Phoebe glared at Stanford angrily and cursed.

"Stanford, are you blind? I totally don't look like the b*tch Braylee. You haven't recognized her for so many days!"

"You've been with her day and night for so long! You even brought her to the auction house!"

"Can't you recognize at all? Do you think that as long as we look the same, we are the same person?"

Stanford had never been slapped in the face.

Not to mention being beaten by a woman.

His face hurt slightly, but he looked straight at her without any anger.

He stood straight and pursed his thin lips, letting her beat him and scold him.

Seeing that he did not resist, Phoebe's heart trembled.

She said fiercely, "I don't want to talk to you anymore! I..."

"Never again."

Stanford's deep voice interrupted her. He held her small hand tightly in his hand.

He looked straight at Phoebe and said, "I swear that such a thing will never happen again, and I will never fail to recognize you again."

Phoebe sniffed. "You can't even recognize me. I don't believe you."

Stanford said eagerly and seriously, "I promise."

"How could I trust you?"

"With it."

Stanford Fraser held Phoebe's hand and pressed it against his chest. He said word by word,

"Phoebe, I've fallen in love with you. It's until now that I finally understand that I've fallen in love with you for a long time. No one can replace you."

Phoebe widened her eyes in shock and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.