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 must go

was extremely determined, which had never

would be like this. She gaped at him

time that Stanford had been so

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

all. Once she closed her eyes, all her

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

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

Stanford refused

hand and pulled her up

by him, Florence was pressed

at the determined Stanford standing next

she refused to sleep,

bed now. Please

watch you fall

a chair over nearby and sat down beside

was a teacher keeping an eye on a student

was so helpless. “I’m not used

take it as I’m

but it

little taken aback,

worried about her, so he had to do it in

indeed made others

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

heard her words, his expression changing a bit,

opened up

read you bedtime stories, which could help

fair and slender fingers tabbed quickly on his phone screen to look for a

surprised. “Not necessary. I’m

could she ask her brother to tell her bedtime stories?

she felt amused, but also

she indeed had

story that a hypnotist sent me, which suits your age. Now

naturally lowered his

cell phone in a short time, but

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

refusing him, she