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. Start the

a gentlewoman change her clothes in

had the pressure to maintain her image as an elegant

Florence was so anxious, Collin drove the car at a high speed and they arrived at the

get off the car and

number. Call me if

speaking, he ogled

the scene, he/she would think

the name card

you a meal

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

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

of voice made

and said goodbye to Collin,

he looked at Florence who was in a hurry to leave and his expression

that he had

be unfavorable now. It was really hard to

how Stanford would decide on

…

In the VIP ward…

ambience and it felt like a sudden

the ward submissively

who was sitting beside the bed, also

bowl 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 and you need

man sitting on the bed looked so different and he exuded a cold

others and impatience was written all over

of you, get out

on their backs and had an

left,

been conscious for two days. But he had been in a bad mood since

and was then barely saved by Collin. If he kept acting like this, Georgia was

to eat something. She even asked the Hawkins to come her with her and asked them

that even his grandma failed to

bed and no one could

would be in such a bad mood after waking up

even if you don’t care about yourself, you should consider about