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.”

to tomorrow. Now you

which had never been shown

expect Stanford would be like this. She gaped at

first time that Stanford had

though. She just couldn’t tell how

asleep at all. Once she closed her eyes, all her sadness would rush to her and she

she kept doing so, she believed that she would

to grab the pen back. “Give it back

refused

hand and pulled her up from

by him, Florence was pressed onto the bed

determined Stanford standing next to

realized that if she refused to sleep, he would never leave while watching

go to bed now. Please

watch you

a chair over nearby and sat down beside

teacher keeping an eye on a student

not used to it if you

can take it as I’m accompanying you

it raised the warmth in her

taken aback,

worried about her, so he had to do

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

frankly, “In fact, I just can’t fall

words, his expression changing a bit, but

opened up her

which could help you fall

tabbed quickly on his phone screen to

“Not necessary. I’m not

brother to tell her bedtime stories? Which

amused, but also she felt quite warm

true that she indeed had

you a story that a hypnotist sent me, which

lowered his

noticed that he had just looked in his cell phone in a short time, but he had found the story from

couldn’t help but think that he was quite considerate and also accepted his

she