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?

“Cut the crap.

Would a gentlewoman change her

had the pressure to maintain her image as an elegant lady in front

was so anxious, Collin drove the car at a high speed

car and simply handed a

phone number. Call

speaking, he ogled

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

felt a headache. She grabbed the name card from Collin and stuffed

treat you a meal next

her to express her gratitude towards Collin for having saved Ernest verbally, and Florence planned to thank him

head against the car window lazily, “I remember

rendered speechless. His tone of voice made her

nodded her head and said goodbye to Collin,

looked at Florence who was in a

person that

situation seemed to be unfavorable now. It was really hard to

know how Stanford would decide on

…

In the VIP ward…

and it felt like a sudden

stood in the

beside the bed, also had seriousness written

a bowl of porridge on her hand, she tried to persuade Ernest, “Ernest, even if you don’t have the appetite, you have to eat

looked so different and he exuded a cold

others

of you, get out

chillness on their backs and had an

hadn’t left, they

mood since he woke up. He even refused to eat anything no matter

so. He almost died before and was then barely saved by Collin. If he kept acting like

to persuade Ernest to eat something. She even asked

so stubborn that even his grandma failed to

one could get close to

headache. She didn’t know why Ernest would be in such a bad mood after waking up and he

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