My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Collin shrugged his shoulders as if he didn’t mind it at all. He chuckled uninhibitedly, “I saw it just now. So it’s meaningless for you to cover it now. Hey, don’t be so timid.”

“Fuck off.”

“If I fuck off, then no one will send you there.”

Florence was rendered speechless.

She was so angry and even had an impulse to poke out his eyes.

Her impression of Collin was improved because he saved Ernest before and she really thanked him a lot. But now, all her good impressions of him were all gone like a balloon that had an air leakage.

“What the hell do you want to do?” Florence glared at Collin.

Collin studied Florence from top to toe pornographically and then retrieved his lines of sights with reluctance. He then handed her a paper bag.

“Change your cloth. I guess you don’t want to waste your time and run back to the house to change your clothes.”

Florence opened the paper bag and found that the dress was consistent to her dressing style.

Collin then opened the car door and got off the car.

At the same time, a black curtain was slowly descended to separate the backseats from the front of the car. Florence was now in an enclosed space alone.

No one could see her now.

Holding the dress in her hand, Florence felt a gush of warmth. Collin was indeed not that bad.

It was true that Florence didn’t want to waste time. Actually, it spent her dozens of minutes to run out of the luxurious house, so she would rather to change her clothes in the car.

Florence finished changing her clothes after a short while and then winded down the car window.

“Collin, I’m done.”

Collin just put a cigar into his mouth and he didn’t even have the time to ignite it.

He looked at Florence in disappointment, “Are you still a delicate gentlewoman?”

Could a gentlewoman change her clothes in such a short period of time?

the

Would a gentlewoman change her clothes

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car at a high speed and they

the car and simply handed a name card to

my phone number. Call me if you

he ogled

the scene, he/she would think that they were in

grabbed the name card from Collin and stuffed it into

will treat you a meal

Ernest verbally, and Florence planned to thank him officially after dealing with the matters related to

head against the car window lazily, “I remember it. You

speechless. His tone of voice made her feel that

nodded her head and said goodbye to

Collin’s face gradually disappeared when he looked at Florence who was in a hurry to leave and

the person that he had been looking

be unfavorable now. It was really hard to deal with Florence’s

know how Stanford

…

In the VIP ward…

an oppressive and cold ambience and it felt like a sudden shift from autumn to winter. People in the

Hawkins stood in the ward

was sitting beside the bed, also had seriousness written all over

of porridge on her hand, she tried to persuade Ernest, “Ernest, even if you don’t have the appetite, you have to eat something. You haven’t recovered yet

the bed looked so different

a glance at others and

of you, get

on their backs and had an impulse

hadn’t left, they didn’t take

been in a bad mood since he woke up. He even refused to eat anything no matter

almost died before and was then barely saved by Collin. If he kept acting like this, Georgia was afraid that

was so worried and came to the ward to persuade Ernest to eat something. She even asked the Hawkins to

so stubborn that even his

on the bed and no one could

such a bad mood after waking up and he even didn’t care about

about yourself, you should consider about