My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“You have to let me go so I can give her the medicine, Stanford.”

Only then Stanford loosened his grip on Collin’s corner but still stood beside Collin with fierce expressions.

It seemed like the more he saw Florence in pain, the more he couldn’t help but hit Collin.

Collin used the fastest speed ever in his life to treat Florence and only then looked gloomily at Stanford.

“Stanford, I am a doctor, how can you act as if I am a sinner?”

Wasn’t he getting angry on the wrong person?

Stanford said coldly, “You made her sick, of course you deserve to die.”

Collin choked. He was really speechless.

It was indeed his fault that he didn’t go early enough to receive Florence and made her catch a cold in the rain.

Stanford stepped forward, pushed Collin away and sat on the hospital bed. He looked down at Florence who was asleep, the fierce and stern look on his handsome face instantly turning into gentleness.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gently unfolded Florence’s frown.

“It’s okay. I will stay with you in the future so no one can ever hurt you again.”

Collin stood aside, his mouth twitching.

Stanford was fierce and wicked to him, but he was so gentle towards Florence that it was unbearable to look at. The difference was too heart wrenching.

Suddenly for some reason he felt jealous of Florence.

Florence had a long dream.

In the dream, it seemed like a long time had gone by but it still seemed short and fleeting. Before she was able to enjoy being together with Ernest he had already slipped away from her fingers.

She wanted to catch but couldn’t catch him.

Looking at her empty palms, Florence felt bursts of pain in her heart as her tears fell silently.

Her eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.

In front of her was the luxurious ceiling with intricate carving. The light was bright and dazzling.

just now was only

stared at the ceiling blankly and it took a while before she recovered from

moved her body about to

this time, an arm stretched behind her, giving her support to sit

raised her eyes and saw a very handsome face that was

Stanford, the owner of the mansion who she met two

are here… She

her face full of confusion. She did not understand why this man, who she had only met once and was almost a stranger, was sitting by

a fever. Don’t worry, I will

answered calmly with a smile on his handsome face looking warm

do you feel now? Are you still feeling

concern in

“Much better.”

It wasn’t her body that was uncomfortable, what

“If your heart is aching, you can cry. You

at

knew that she was in

worried, she shook her head, “Thank you

her lips in a polite

her smile looked too stiff, too polite and

if she felt heartache, she was strong enough to not

and said, “Should I ask Collin to accompany you? You are familiar with him

really fine. You don’t to have to worry about me like this. There are somethings that should be let go of and I am

Florence didn’t skimp and answered

loudly and sleeping, she had already crumbled apart. Although her heart still hurts, she could restrain

stronger

at Florence and he became more satisfied as he looked at her. She deserved to be the member of his family. Her temper

Stanford’s relieved eyes feeling puzzled, unable to

like he was looking at his daughter who had

It was really weird.

in. I am sorry to have troubled you. I already feel well,

she lifted her quilt to get out of

in this man’s house. She didn’t understand why Collin brought her here every time, but she still didn’t want to stay in

Florence was about to leave, Stanford immediately reached out

don’t have to go. You will be living

What?