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?

out that the man

that

He felt so embarrassed.

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

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

didn’t offer his hand,

lips parted. He uttered icily cold words, “What did you call her Mrs.

sister was still single

He originally had come here for trouble,

much Stanford disliked him, Harold

was disliked because of him, Harold felt that he

an awkward smile, he ingratiated, “I

Harold would rather be beaten to death

Stanford creased his brow.

tone as if he was giving

Sure. I’ll remember it,

an ingratiating smile, Harold

Stanford looked less annoyed.

was standing aside,

because of her engagement to Ernest, but now

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

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

go ahead and enjoy yourselves. Don’t waste your

get closer, but

his relationship with

hoped that he wouldn’t vent his anger on

could only

Let’s hang out sometime in the future. Let’s have a

still absent-minded. She nodded in agreement

left in a

the disappointed

asked, “What happened? Is

the latter had a

his head. “He’s not her

He’s not her

relief, looking disdainfully at Harold, who

her boyfriend, he’s Florence’s biological brother.

Anthony was speechless.

his future brother-in-law, he would beat me to death. Anthony, you are my best friend. You

Anthony snapped in

over