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.

of Florence,

gaped, looking at Stanford in

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

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,

be more

twitched. Florence didn’t know what to say,

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

it was way too exaggerated, she felt not

better a bit spicy,” Florence took

was the first time that she had taken the initiative to inform

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

line and replaced the

all the new dishes were her

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

out 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

would dote his younger sister so

didn’t even have parents. How could he suddenly

imagination had gone

glance at Collin and said in an extremely arrogant tone,

Collin was speechless.

couldn’t continue with his breakfast at all. Showing off his love to his younger sister was far

expectant gaze, Florence picked up her

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

Stanford poured a glass of water personally and handed

“Take the medicine.”

taken aback and embarrassed. “I can do

tell that Stanford was a spoiled man from a

shook his

many things for you as possible. In the

God knew how regretful he

Fraser family, probably everything

Florence felt an

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