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

at

“I’m not sure 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 can change it into

surprised and didn’t

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

dishes prepared could be more than those served in

corner twitched. Florence didn’t know what to say, but she felt warmth in

wondered if the feeling that

way too exaggerated, she felt not

a bit spicy,” Florence took the initiative

was the first time that she had taken

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

over in a line and replaced the

new dishes were

weren’t that she was in this magnificent dining

before, Stanford. It was because you didn’t have a younger sister,” Collin clicked his tongue

help wondering if he would dote his younger sister so much if he

stop imagining ... he didn’t even have parents. How could

imagination had

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

Collin was speechless.

Showing off his love to his younger sister was

gaze, Florence

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

personally and handed it over to Florence together with

“Take the medicine.”

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

to it if Stanford always did them for her. Also, she could tell that Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich and powerful family. He might have never

shook his head

in a regretful tone, “I want to do as many things for you as possible. In the past, I

how regretful he was for missing those

then, she had grown up in the Fraser family, probably everything

that man, Florence felt an uncomfortable

suppress that suffocating feeling. Then she picked