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.

dishes in front of Florence, which were all

at

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 can change it into another

was so surprised and didn’t know

Stanford meant 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 as she didn’t like any dish, there would be a

be more than those

didn’t know what to say, but she

been caring about her so much. She wondered if the feeling that being doted was

was way too exaggerated, she felt

a bit spicy,”

that she had taken the initiative to

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

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

the new dishes were

dining room, Florence

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

wondering if he would dote his younger sister so much

imagining ... he didn’t even have parents. How could he suddenly have a younger

imagination had

and said in an extremely arrogant tone, “Feel

Collin was speechless.

his love to his younger

Florence

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

water personally and handed it over to Florence together with

“Take the medicine.”

aback and embarrassed. “I

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

shook his

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

God knew how regretful he was for missing

If back then, she had grown up in the Fraser family, probably everything would be so different in her life, and nor would she have met

Florence felt an

suffocating feeling. Then she picked up