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

gaped, looking at Stanford in

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

surprised and didn’t know what to

if 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 more than those served in a royal

what to say, but she felt warmth in her

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

too

spicy,” Florence took the initiative to tell

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

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

maids came over in a line and

new dishes

this magnificent dining room, Florence would feel like being at her own

you didn’t have a younger sister,” Collin clicked his tongue and said, almost suspecting that the Stanford in front

wondering if he would dote his younger sister so much

to stop imagining ... he didn’t even have

had

in an

Collin was speechless.

breakfast at all. Showing off his love to his younger sister was far

expectant gaze, Florence picked

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

breakfast, Stanford poured a glass of water personally and handed it

“Take the medicine.”

aback and embarrassed.

Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich and powerful family. He might have never

shook his head to

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

how regretful he was for

Fraser family, probably everything would be

man, Florence felt an uncomfortable pang in her heart

suppress that suffocating feeling. Then she