My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Harold strode over, looking at Florence with a long face.

He said jokingly and ironically, “Hi, Mrs. Hawkins. What a coincidence! Nice to see you here.”

Florence was a bit taken aback, feeling quite surprised to see Harold.

However, Stanford’s face was darkened. Mrs. Hawkins? What did the brat call Florence?

He was unhappy. He asked Florence, “Is this your friend?”

Looking at Harold, Florence couldn’t help but think of Ernest, with whom she had nothing to do with now. In this case, was Harold still her friend?

At last, she still nodded. She stood up and greeted Harold politely, “Hi Mr. Hammer, nice to see you too. I didn’t know you also like this place.”

“Of course. Otherwise, how could I meet you here? Right, Mrs. Hawkins?”

Harold smiled, gazing at Stanford. He asked in a sharp tone, “By the way, Mrs. Hawkins, who is this? I’ve never met him before. Could you do an introduction between us, please?”

Harold’s sarcasm made Stanford frown unhappily. His threatening gaze fell on Harold.

His gaze was as cold as the arctic ice, stabbing onto Harold. The latter felt a chill rising from his spine. Harold felt frightened.

He realized that this man was emanating a strong aura.

Harold wondered who he was.

Florence didn’t feel their secret fight. Reaching out and holding Stanford’s hand, she made him stand up.

Harold looked at their held hands, his face becoming longer. All his fear immediately turned into anger and hostility.

No matter how tough this man was, he was Ernest’s rival in love. Harold insisted on being against him.

“Mrs. Hawkins, it seems you are quite close to each other.”

Holding his arms, Harold put a wry smile on his face.

“Yeah. We’re quite close.”

Florence nodded. She pulled Stanford and took a step forward. “Let me introduce him to you -- he is Stanford Fraser, my older brother.”

“My biological older brother,” added she immediately.

Harold was suddenly startled. His folded hands dropped from his chest.

He wondered if he had misheard. Florence’s biological older brother?

the man

realized that

He felt so embarrassed.

his face wrinkled. He wiped his hands several times before reaching out to

Fraser, nice to meet you. I’m Harold Hammer, Florence’s

hand, just staring

He uttered icily cold words, “What did

younger sister was still single and

unhappy Stanford was, Harold wanted to wipe off the cold sweat that oozed on his forehead. He originally had come here

Harold could tell how much Stanford disliked him, Harold wondered if he would dislike Ernest as

Harold felt that he would be doomed

an awkward smile, he ingratiated, “I was... just

would rather be beaten to death

Stanford creased his brow.

he was giving an order, “From now on, don’t call her in that

remember it, Mr.

an ingratiating smile, Harold almost kissed his

Stanford looked less annoyed.

was standing aside,

because of her engagement to Ernest, but now he said he was

even in the outsiders’ opinions, she had nothing to do with Ernest any

he didn’t look friendly to Harold. After drink a glass of liquid toasted by Harold, Stanford started to drive him

yourselves. Don’t waste your

put on good words to get closer, but he

his relationship with

that he wouldn’t vent his anger on

only

Flory, I’ve got to go. Let’s hang out sometime in the future. Let’s

was still absent-minded. She nodded

left in a

disappointed Harold,

happened?

latter had a

shook his head.

not her boyfriend. Why are you

sigh of relief, looking disdainfully

her boyfriend, he’s Florence’s biological brother. And I’ve

Anthony was speechless.

knew that I’ve offended his future brother-in-law, he would beat me to death. Anthony, you are my best friend.

deserved it,” Anthony snapped

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