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

attitude was extremely determined, which had never been shown to

surprised. She didn’t expect Stanford would be like this. She gaped at him for a

that Stanford had

She just couldn’t tell how

she closed her eyes, all her sadness would rush to her and

If she kept

reached out, trying to grab the pen back. “Give it back to me. I’ll

way!” Stanford refused

grabbed Florence’s hand and pulled

by him, Florence was pressed onto

Stanford standing next to her bed, feeling

refused to

bed

you fall

spoke, Sanford pulled a chair over

keeping an eye on a student who wanted to cheat in an

used to

can take it as

determined, but it raised the warmth in

a little taken aback,

her and worried about

the past few days, which indeed made others worried. Upon

I just can’t fall

his expression changing a bit,

seemed to have opened up her heart a bit

bedtime stories, which could help

phone. His fair and slender fingers tabbed quickly on his phone screen

was more surprised. “Not necessary.

tell her bedtime stories? Which one would he

scene, she felt amused, but also she felt quite warm

she feel true that she indeed had family members who were related to her

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

lowered

had just looked in his cell phone in a short time, but he had found the

couldn’t help but think that he was quite

she