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?

turned out that the man

that

He felt so embarrassed.

a bright smile what made his face wrinkled. He wiped his hands several

meet you. I’m Harold Hammer, Florence’s

didn’t offer his hand, just

thin lips parted. He uttered icily cold words,

younger sister was still single

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

Florence’s biological brother. Since Harold could tell how much Stanford disliked him, Harold

because of him, Harold felt that he would be doomed

smile, he ingratiated, “I was... just

Harold would rather be beaten to death by Stanford instead of turning Ernest

Stanford creased his brow.

said in a serious tone as if he was giving an order,

remember

an ingratiating smile, Harold

Stanford looked less annoyed.

standing aside, lost in

Hawkins because of her engagement to Ernest, but now

even in the outsiders’ opinions, she had

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

and enjoy yourselves. Don’t waste your time

to put on good words to get closer, but he

his relationship with

that he wouldn’t vent his

only pray like

hang out sometime in

was still absent-minded. She nodded in

in a

disappointed

he asked, “What happened? Is that man

called off his engagement with Florence, and the latter had a new boyfriend. That meant they couldn’t reconcile at

his head.

then. He’s not her boyfriend. Why are

disdainfully at

looked more upset. “Although he’s not her boyfriend, he’s Florence’s biological

Anthony was speechless.

made trouble for Ernest. If he knew that I’ve offended his future

it,” Anthony snapped

look over at