My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence felt complicated. She hadn’t recovered from her disappointment in love, and she suddenly had an older brother, both of which caught her unprepared.

However, it also approved what Georgia had said in Ernest’s ward ... just because she was the missing daughter of the Fraser family, Stanford’s younger sister, she was chosen by the Hawkins family.

From the beginning, the whole thing was a lie and use of her.

Florence couldn’t feel as breaking down as she did when running out of the hospital the other day, but she couldn’t pull herself together. She felt depressed as if there was always a dark cloud above her. It was an uneasy thing for her to smile in the relaxing mode.

Florence was expressionless. Pressing her lips, she lifted the quilt and was about to get off from the bed.

Before her feet touched the floor, Stanford’s tall and strong figure approached. He reached out and held her in his arms as if he would carry her in his arms the next second.

“You are not getting well yet. Where are you going? What are you going to do? I’ll take you there.”

The man’s scent was quite pleasant, and he smelt graceful and intimate. However, for Florence, it was extremely strange.

Feeling uneasy, she pushed him away a bit. “I can do it myself.”

As she spoke, Florence got off from the bed herself.

Seemingly she was on fever. Her body was weakened, and she felt quite fragile while walking. She still gritted her teeth, moving towards the bathroom step by step.

Stanford stood motionlessly, looking at Florence’s stubborn back with a frown.

He heaved a sigh helplessly. His sister was still distant from him, unwilling to let him get closer to her.

After tidying herself up in the bathroom, Florence came out of the bathroom and saw Stanford waiting for her on the sofa.

He was in casual clothes, looking quite leisurely, but his noble aura couldn’t be hidden at all.

He had a temperament like a prince that was born with. No matter how casually he behaved, he couldn’t hide it at all.

Florence couldn’t help but wonder what kind of person Stanford was usually. Was he always the gentle and kind man like he was now?

“Here you came.”

Stanford saw Florence, standing up with a smile.

Walking to her and looking at her still-wet hair, he frowned slightly.

I help you

thanks.

don’t think it’s a good idea. You haven’t recovered yet, and you can’t get

tone was quite gentle but his attitude was overbearing. He added, “If you aren’t used to it, I can ask

was just to dry her hair. Florence wondered

her hand to refuse.

or the hairdresser? Choose

speechless for a

“I’ll do it myself.”

hairdryer and was about to

a western man with whiskers on his face, but his

a woman’s. “Miss, I’m a hairdresser from Europe. Please allow me to

quite slowly and

of the mirror, wondering when he had entered the room. He was a professional hairstylist from Europe, but

to do anything, they would come over immediately to serve you,”

him, this was a normal thing, but for Florence, she couldn’t help but twitch her mouth

Instead, she let him deal with her hair

hair, the hairdresser left. Stanford walked over with a set

do you like this set of clothes? You haven’t recovered from the cold yet. The

clothes in his hands, Stanford looked a bit nervous as if he was

so he hadn’t known what Florence’s dressing style

the clothes, Florence felt a

He even considered her health and found the set of clothes

“Yes, I like them.”

took over

don’t mention it to me in the future. Doing anything for

looked quite serious and

he could, he’d rather dote Florence since childhood, spoiling her

she had to be with herself alone outside the family

read through her information before. She used to be an orphan and a foster daughter. The most hateful was that she

annoyed. If it weren’t during that period

case, she wouldn’t feel so suffered because of her

that it was

decide to distance Florence from Ernest from now on. He wouldn’t let Florence marry that

back to Europe and protect her well. She would lead a life like a real princess and