My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In the study of the Turner family.

The decoration of black and white lines was based on the cold color theme, making the study luxurious and serious. The whole space appeared to be extremely rigorous. As soon as anyone entered the study, they could feel the stress in the atmosphere subconsciously.

Right then, on the black leather sofa was sitting an old man with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles. He was aged obviously at least in his seventies.

However, the years of precipitation did not smooth his edges and corners, but instead, his eyes were as sharp as a torch. He emanated an aggressive aura. He was a superior who was used to giving commands.

With his sharp eyes, he gazed at Ernest who was standing in front of him.

He asked in an old but serious voice, “Did you go to meet Florence Fraser just now?”

He didn’t beat around the bush but went straight to the point.

Ernest frowned slightly. His guess earlier had been confirmed. Sure enough, Theodore had known Florence used to be his fiancée in City N and found out what had happened between them.

In that case, Ernest didn’t want to hide anything. He wanted to talk to his grandfather frankly.

Ernest stood upright. Facing the aggressive old man, he wasn’t too humble or too arrogant. He didn’t show any weakness at all.

He answered in a deep voice, “Yes.”

“Florence is my fiancée. I won’t let her marry Benjamin,” he said while stressing each syllable to show how determined he was. Nobody could change his mind.

Theodore frowned deeply. Immediately, he became more aggressive.

He had worried that such a thing would happen, so he asked Ernest to come to him in a hurry. Unexpectedly, his grandson had a strong personality. Before he could scold Ernest, Ernest had already told him about his decision.

Didn’t Ernest know that his relationship with Florence would cause a huge sensation and impact in the Turner family?

Florence was appointed as Benjamin’s future wife as soon as she was born, which was acknowledged by the whole Turner family. All through the past years, Benjamin didn’t get married, waiting for Florence.

the Turner family, she could only be Benjamin’s wife. That was the fact that the Turner

the bygones. Now you are in the Turner family. You can’t marry her at all. Just give up your idea as soon as possible,” Theodore directly gave him the command

when seeing that

“What if I don’t?”

“Ernest Hawkins!”

poked the walking stick on the ground fiercely. The sound

only immediate descendant and the first in line successor, you should know how much the family is against her since she

weren’t many supporters in the family, if you want to

in a determined tone, “I want Florence.

you truly care? Do you know how difficult your status would be in the Turner family if

successor. The way to change the heir would be death only. If you

case, do you still

lips. Even he might be facing such a serious ending, he didn’t frown at all. Only the determination that couldn’t be changed was written all over his handsome

are as stubborn as your mother! How thickheaded!” Theodore scolded in anger, poking his walking stick on the ground again and

he had come back to the Turner family was for Florence. His purpose was so clear that he wouldn’t confuse cause and effect. How could

lips and said in an indifferent tone, “If there’s nothing else,

words, Ernest turned away directly without any

had been the master of the Turner family for so many years and he was always the superior one who gave commands.

obey him,

up and

door today, from now on, I won’t look after you in the

twice. Can you bear

of the family members were against him. Just because he was the first in line successor and Theodore had suppressed those people harshly, so

his suppression, the dark forces would

top noble family, the inside information and strength of the Turner family couldn’t be underestimated, and all the means were quite threatening. If Ernest would be against so many men alone, it would be way too

any

pace. He still straightened up as if he were a javelin that would rather break than bend,

thin lips, he didn’t look touched.