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

determined, which had never been shown

She didn’t expect Stanford would be like this. She

that Stanford had been so domineering to

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

she closed her eyes, all her sadness would rush

overnight every day. If she

out, trying to grab the pen back. “Give it back to me.

refused

chance, he grabbed Florence’s hand and pulled her

was pressed onto

standing next to her bed, feeling

she refused to sleep, he would never leave

bed now. Please

watch you

a chair over nearby and sat down beside

an eye on a student who wanted to cheat in an

“I’m not used to it if you keep

as I’m accompanying

tone was still determined, but it raised the warmth

a little taken aback, feeling

cared about her and worried about her, so

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

and said to him frankly, “In fact, I just can’t fall

expression changing a bit, but he

to have opened up

you bedtime stories, which could help you

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

surprised. “Not necessary. I’m not a

bedtime stories? Which one would he

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

true that she indeed

me, which

lowered his

in a short time, but he had

he was quite

of refusing him, she