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 Florence, which were all Chinese

looking at Stanford in

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

was so surprised and didn’t know what

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

could be more than those served in a royal

didn’t know what to say, but she felt warmth

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

too exaggerated, she felt not

like Chinese dishes, better a bit spicy,” Florence

time that she had taken the initiative to inform

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

a line and

the new dishes were her

that she was in this magnificent dining

It was because you didn’t have a younger sister,” Collin clicked his tongue and said,

would dote his younger

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

imagination had gone

cast a cold glance at Collin and said in an extremely

Collin was speechless.

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

expectant gaze, Florence

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

water personally and

“Take the medicine.”

and embarrassed.

Also, she could tell that Stanford was a spoiled man from a rich and powerful family. He might have

shook his head

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

knew how regretful he

Fraser family, probably everything

of that man, Florence felt an uncomfortable pang in

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