My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

After going back from shopping, Florence was unwilling to go out again.

This villa had everything, just as Stanford had told her. They had all staff from different services. Hence, Stanford failed to find a reason that could make Florence go out at all.

However, if Florence kept staying home all day long, she wouldn’t become happy.

Moreover, Collin found something terrible.

When he told Stanford about it, the latter smacked his hand on the table in front. “What did you say? Has Flory not slept for many days?”

“When I checked her up, the data told me so. Even if she slept, she might only sleep for a moment and she probably didn’t fall asleep at all.”

Collin frowned. He was worried that if Florence went on in this way, she would become weaker and weaker. Sooner or later, she would be quite sick.

Besides, the members of the Fraser family had a quite special health problem. They couldn’t get sick at all. Once it happened...

“I’ll go to talk to her.”

Stanford stood up suddenly, striding over to Florence’s bedroom.

Florence was his younger sister and already more than twenty-year-old. In the evening, Stanford, a gentleman, wouldn’t go to her room at night. However, he hadn’t expected that Florence was abusing herself when he didn’t notice it.

Even if she didn’t care about herself, he cared about her.

“Click.”

Stanford directly opened the door of Florence’s room.

When he walked in, he saw the room brightly lit and Florence drawing with a pen in front of the desk. Unfinished design drafts had covered the desk and the floor.

In the past few days, she had been drawing during the daytime, designing. Now she even didn’t stop at night. She stayed up overnight.

She had been doing it for so many days.

Noticing the noise at the door, Florence paused her pen and looked up.

“Why are you here?”

“If I didn’t come over, would you not sleep again tonight?”

Stanford walked directly to Florence and snatched the pen from her hand.

Florence was startled. “What are you doing? I haven’t finished drawing yet.”

it to tomorrow. Now you must go

extremely determined, which had never

Stanford would be like this. She gaped at him for a

the first time that Stanford had been so

him, though. She just couldn’t tell how she was feeling

she indeed couldn’t fall asleep at all. Once she closed her eyes, all her sadness would rush to her and she couldn’t suppress the feelings

stay up overnight every day. If she kept doing so, she believed that

back. “Give it back to me.

refused in a

chance, he grabbed Florence’s hand and pulled

was pressed onto the

determined Stanford standing next to her bed, feeling so

refused to

I’ll go to bed now. Please

you

he spoke, Sanford pulled a chair over nearby and sat down beside her

was a teacher keeping an eye on

used

it as I’m accompanying you

but it raised the warmth in

taken aback,

her and worried

which indeed made others worried. Upon realizing that,

said to him frankly, “In fact, I just can’t fall asleep at night. I’m suffering

her words, his expression changing a bit, but

seemed to have opened up her heart a bit

read you bedtime stories, which could

and slender fingers tabbed quickly on his phone screen to look

was more surprised. “Not necessary. I’m not a kid

she ask her brother to tell her bedtime stories? Which one would he tell? Snow White? Little Red

the thought of the scene, she felt amused, but also she felt quite warm in her

that she indeed

I’ll tell you a story that a hypnotist sent me, which suits your age. Now

naturally lowered

his cell phone in a short time, but he had found the story from a

was quite considerate and also

him, she closed