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.

now was

blankly and it took a while before she recovered

moved her body about to sit

arm stretched behind her, giving her support to

a very handsome face that was slightly familiar

for a while, she remembered that it was Stanford, the owner of the

are here… She finished the

looked at him in amazement, 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

have a fever. Don’t worry, I will take care

smile on his handsome face looking warm

Are you still feeling

was sincere concern in his

“Much better.”

head. It wasn’t her body that was uncomfortable, what was uncomfortable was her heart that felt dull and

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

looked at Stanford

that she was in

worried, she shook her head, “Thank you for your concern. I’m

her lips

just that her smile looked too stiff, too

him. Even if she felt heartache, she was strong enough to not show too much of her emotions in front of a

“Should I ask Collin to accompany you? You are familiar

about me like this. There are somethings that should be let go of and

sincere concern, Florence didn’t

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

stronger than

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

at Stanford’s relieved eyes feeling puzzled, unable to make any

looking at his daughter

It was really weird.

taking me in. I am sorry to have troubled you. I already feel well, so I will

her quilt to get

understand why Collin brought her here every time, but she still didn’t want to stay in a strange place with a stranger. She didn’t want to be

Florence was about to leave, Stanford immediately reached out and held her shoulders

to go. You will be living here in the

What?