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 crap. Start the

Would a gentlewoman change her clothes in a

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drove the car at a high speed and they arrived at the

off the car and simply handed

is my phone number. Call

he

someone saw the scene, he/she would think that they

the name card from Collin and

will treat you a meal

was hard for her to express her gratitude towards Collin for having saved Ernest verbally, and Florence planned to thank him officially after dealing with the matters related to

against the car window lazily, “I

voice made her feel that her

to Collin, and then ran towards

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

that he had been looking

to be unfavorable now. It was really hard to deal with

how Stanford would decide on

…

In the VIP ward…

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

Hawkins stood in the ward

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

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

sitting on the bed looked so different and

even spare a glance at others and impatience was written all

of you, get out

a gush of chillness on their backs and had an impulse to follow his order and get out of

as Georgia hadn’t left,

a bad mood since he woke up.

his health condition didn’t allow him to do so. He almost died before and was then barely saved by Collin. If he

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

that even

bed and no one could get close to him or

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

don’t care about yourself, you should