My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“What the fuck!”

Collin was rendered speechless, looking at Stanford as if he was looking at a monster.

Frankly speaking, he was Stanford’s best friend since childhood. Stanford always looked like a prince since he was born, aloof, elegant, and doing things willfully. He had a strong ego.

Collin had never imagined that Stanford would dote and accommodate himself to someone else.

However, just now he had witnessed that the elegant Stanford clung to Florence shamelessly just for getting closer to her.

Stanford raised his eyebrows, and his eyes suddenly became deep and dangerous.

“Don’t curse in my younger sister’s presence.”

Collin was speechless.

Stanford had gone too far. He tried his best to remind Florence about his presence as if he was a decent gentleman.

Indeed, Stanford didn’t curse, but when he killed people, would it be less dirty?

Florence was sitting on the chair obediently, having no idea what was going on between the two men.

She was quite down, feeling a bit numb. She didn’t want to pay attention to a lot of things.

When the food was served, she started eating.

Also, the food looked and smelt very well, when she put it into her mouth, she found it quite tasteless and hard to swallow.

Florence only took a few bites, and then she put down the fork and knife.

Stanford looked at her with concern. “What’s up? Don’t you like the food?”

Florence nodded. “Is it cooked by a foreign chef? Probably I’m not used to it.”

As she spoke, she was about to stand up and leave.

Stanford said, “Flory, wait a minute.”

He waved, and then those maids came over to the table with plates one after another.

the dishes in front of Florence, which

at Stanford in

food is your favorite, so I asked the chefs to cook a lot of different styles of dishes. Please go head pick up the ones you like. If you don’t like any of them,

was so surprised and didn’t know what

who had made the dishes for breakfast at the same time and waited

case, the dishes prepared could be more than those served

didn’t know what to

many years, nobody had been caring about her so much. She wondered if the feeling that being doted was the feeling of having an older

it was way too exaggerated,

Chinese dishes, better a bit spicy,”

that she had taken the

Waving his hand, he said to the maids, “Come on. Change them into spicy dishes for

over in a line and replaced the all dishes in front of

all the new dishes were

it weren’t that she was in this magnificent dining

Stanford. It was because you didn’t have a younger sister,” Collin clicked his tongue and said, almost suspecting that the

if he would dote his younger

stop imagining ... he didn’t even

had gone

cold glance at Collin and said in

Collin was speechless.

his love to his younger

expectant gaze, Florence picked

because the dishes had been changed or they were full of the love from her older brother, Florence found it easier to swallow the food although she

of water personally and

“Take the medicine.”

aback and embarrassed. “I can do

Also, she could tell that Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich

shook his head to

as many things for you as possible. In the past, I didn’t have the chance to

knew how regretful he was for

moved. If back then, she had grown up in the Fraser family, probably everything would be so different in her life,

that man, Florence felt an uncomfortable pang in her heart

she tried hard to suppress that suffocating feeling. Then she picked up the pills and swallowed