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.

in front of Florence, which were all

gaped, looking at

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

surprised and didn’t

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

that case, the dishes prepared could be more

Florence didn’t know what to say, but she

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

it was way too exaggerated, she felt

bit spicy,” Florence

first time that she had taken the initiative to inform

said to the maids, “Come on. Change them

over in a line and replaced the

new dishes were her

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

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 in front was a different

couldn’t help wondering if he would dote his younger

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

imagination had gone

cold glance at Collin and said in an

Collin was speechless.

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

Florence

it was because the dishes had been changed or they were full of the love from her older

glass of water personally

“Take the medicine.”

and embarrassed. “I can do those things

was a spoiled man from

shook his head

for you as possible. In the past, I didn’t have

God knew how regretful he was

in the Fraser family, probably everything would be so different in her life, and nor would she

man, Florence felt an

suppress that suffocating feeling. Then