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.

only be Benjamin’s wife.

family. You can’t marry her at all. Just give up your idea as soon as possible,” Theodore directly

decisions that Theodore would make. However, when seeing that his grandfather was against him

“What if I don’t?”

“Ernest Hawkins!”

walking stick on the ground fiercely. The sound was deep and powerful, full of anger

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

many supporters in the family, if you want to snatch your nephew’s future wife,

in a determined tone, “I

you truly care? Do you know how difficult your

Each of his words became harsher than the previous one. “There will be only one heir of the Turner family. If you couldn’t handle it or don’t have any supporters, you would still be the successor. The way to change the heir would be death only. If you can’t stand for in the family, you will be the fish on the other people's board, and you will be slaughtered and even

case, do you still insist

his thin lips. Even he might be facing such a serious ending, he didn’t frown at all. Only the determination

as stubborn as your mother! How thickheaded!” Theodore scolded in anger, poking his walking stick on

so clear that he wouldn’t confuse cause and effect.

tone, “If there’s nothing else, I’ve got to go.”

Ernest turned away directly without

He had been the master of the Turner family for so many years and he was always the

Jennifer refused to obey him, and now so did

heaved up and down

today, from now on, I won’t look after you in the Turner family. Without my support, you wouldn’t be able to

twice. Can

he was the first in line successor and Theodore had suppressed those people harshly, so that Ernest could manage to stand firm

soon as Theodore stopped his suppression, the dark

information and strength of the Turner family couldn’t be underestimated, and all the means were quite threatening. If Ernest would be against so

any chance to

he were a javelin that would rather break than bend, sharp

he didn’t look touched. He strode out of the