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

which had

expect Stanford would be like this. She gaped at him

that Stanford had

by him, though. She just

Once she closed her eyes, all her sadness

she’d rather stay up overnight every day. If she kept doing so, she believed that she would

“Give it back

refused

the chance, he grabbed Florence’s hand and pulled her

him, Florence was

looked at the determined Stanford standing next

if she refused to sleep, he would never leave while

I’ll go to bed now. Please

you

pulled a chair over

as if he was a teacher keeping an eye on a student who wanted to cheat in an

was so helpless. “I’m not used

as

still determined, but it raised

little taken

could tell that Stanford truly cared about her and worried about her, so he had to

few days, which indeed made others worried. Upon realizing that, Florence couldn’t help

said to him frankly, “In fact, I

his expression changing a bit, but he felt more

to have opened up her

bedtime stories, which

slender fingers tabbed quickly on his phone screen to look

necessary. I’m not

stories? Which one would he tell? Snow White?

felt amused, but also she felt quite

did she feel true that she indeed had family members who were

sent me, which suits your age. Now close

lowered

that he had just looked in his cell phone in a short

that he was quite considerate and also accepted his

him, she closed