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.

put the dishes in front of Florence, which were all

looking at Stanford in

is your favorite, so I asked the chefs to cook a lot of different styles of dishes. Please go head pick up the

surprised and

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.

the dishes prepared could be more than

what to say, but she felt

much. She wondered if the feeling that being doted was the feeling of

way too exaggerated, she

like Chinese dishes, better a bit spicy,” Florence took the initiative to

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

to the maids, “Come on. Change them into spicy

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

the new dishes were

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

something! It turned 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 the Stanford in front was a

also couldn’t help wondering if he would dote his

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

imagination had gone

Collin and said in an

Collin was speechless.

off his love to his younger sister was far more hateful

Florence picked

dishes had been changed or they were full of the love from her older brother, Florence found it easier to swallow the

a glass of water personally and handed

“Take the medicine.”

aback and embarrassed. “I can

was a spoiled man from a

shook his head to

want to 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

up in the Fraser family, probably everything

that man, Florence felt an uncomfortable pang in her heart

suppress that suffocating feeling. Then she picked up the pills and swallowed