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 wasn’t her

that he had

He felt so embarrassed.

the hostility on his face turned into a bright smile what made his face wrinkled. He

to meet you. I’m

didn’t offer his hand, just staring at Harold

thin lips parted. He uttered icily cold words,

sister was

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

could tell how much Stanford disliked him, Harold wondered

disliked because of him, Harold felt

he ingratiated, “I was...

moment, Harold would rather be beaten to death

Stanford creased his brow.

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

Sure. I’ll remember it,

ingratiating smile, Harold almost

Stanford looked less annoyed.

was standing aside, lost

her Mrs. Hawkins because of her engagement to

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

to Harold. After drink a glass of liquid toasted by Harold,

yourselves.

get

his

wouldn’t

could only pray

hang out sometime in

She nodded in agreement

in a

disappointed Harold, Anthony

asked, “What happened?

called off his engagement with Florence, and the latter had a new

shook his head. “He’s not

her boyfriend. Why

looking disdainfully

not her boyfriend, he’s Florence’s biological

Anthony was speechless.

offended his future brother-in-law, he would beat me to death.

it,” Anthony snapped in

over at Florence,