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 were all

gaped, looking at Stanford

what 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, we

surprised and didn’t know what

that there 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

dishes prepared could be more than those

didn’t know what to say, but she felt warmth in her

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

was way too exaggerated, she felt not

Chinese dishes, better a bit spicy,”

had taken the initiative to

Waving his hand, he said to the maids, “Come on.

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

new dishes were

that she was in this magnificent dining room, Florence would feel like being at

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

if he would dote his younger sister so

... he didn’t even have parents. How could he suddenly

had gone

a cold glance at Collin and said in an extremely arrogant tone, “Feel free to

Collin was speechless.

love to

Stanford’s expectant gaze, Florence picked up her chopsticks

her older brother, Florence found it easier to

of water personally and handed it over

“Take the medicine.”

bit taken aback and embarrassed. “I can do those things

always did them for her. Also, she could tell that Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich

his

things for you as possible.

how regretful he

had grown up in the Fraser family, probably everything would be so

felt an uncomfortable pang in her

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