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.

put the dishes in front of Florence, which were all Chinese

gaped, looking at Stanford

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, we

and didn’t know

were dozens of chefs in the kitchen, who had made the dishes for breakfast at the same time and waited in a line. As soon as she didn’t like any dish, there would be

dishes prepared could be more than those served in

to say, but she felt warmth

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

way too exaggerated, she felt not

Chinese dishes, better a bit spicy,” Florence took the initiative to tell

time that she had

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

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

all the new dishes were

weren’t that she was in this magnificent dining room, Florence

TSK. That’s something! It turned out that you were not aloof before, Stanford. It was because you didn’t have a younger sister,” Collin clicked his

couldn’t help wondering if he would dote his younger

even

had gone

at Collin and said in an

Collin was speechless.

Showing off his love to his younger sister was far more hateful than doing

gaze, Florence picked up her

changed or they were full of the love from her older brother, Florence found it easier to swallow

Stanford poured a glass of water personally

“Take the medicine.”

and embarrassed.

that Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich and powerful family. He might have never done such things

shook his head

a regretful tone, “I want to do as many things for you as possible. In the past, I didn’t have the chance to take care of

how regretful he was for missing

up in the Fraser family, probably

that man, Florence felt

her teeth, she tried hard to suppress that suffocating feeling. Then she picked up the pills