My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The black Lamborghini stopped steadily next to the jet. When the door of the car opened, a polished leather shoe stepped on the ground first.

Above it, Florence saw the straight long leg, the master of which was in a neatly tailored suit. He has wide shoulders and looked quite elegant, domineering. The outline of his chin was cold and resolute, and his features were exquisite. He was so handsome that he could make others remember him as soon as seeing his face.

Florence gaped at the man who just got off the car. It was the fact that she could never forget all her life.

Ernest!

How could he chase after her to the airport?

She wondered what on earth he wanted.

Florence’s heart couldn’t help hammering as if the restless rabbit was about to pop out from her chest.

Ernest got off the car and looked up. His sharp gaze fell on the small window of the jet, behind which was Florence’s face.

Their eyes met. In an instant, it seemed that the time stopped.

Florence even stopped her breath.

She was so panicked that she didn’t know what to do. Immediately, she looked away to dodge his gaze. When she was looking away, her sight was fully blocked.

Stanford was standing in front of Ernest, blocking Ernest’s gaze.

From Florence’s angle, she could only see her brother’s back without seeing Ernest’s expression.

Her heart jumped into her throat. She also seemed to feel relaxed as well as a bit disappointed. She wanted to do something but she couldn’t do anything in a panic.

Right then, she didn’t know how to face Ernest, so she had to escape from him in such a hurry and an embarrassment.

His sight was blocked. Ernest frowned slightly, looking deeply at the man in front.

Stanford Fraser.

about this man. After he had gone back to the Turner family, he got more information about Stanford

on the surface but he

Florence at all, which was all because

in this way, Ernest would have slaughtered him and cut him into pieces.

to treat

Mr. Fraser. I want to talk to Florence. Please give me some time,” Ernest said gentlemanly. Although he was requesting, he sounded so aggressive

at Ernest with the unconcealed

across on his chest and said with a snort, “If not mistaken, Mr. Hawkins, when you were in City N, Flory and you have broken up, haven’t you? Since you’ve broken up, it’s better not

City N. I can explain to her in person,” Ernest explained with his rare

thought to himself, ‘Mr. Hawkins is always so arrogant and proud. When has he be so patient and made explanations to

Florence, his rock bottom is changed

change was a fortune or misfortune

Stanford wasn’t moved. He stood motionlessly, emanating an aggressive temperament, his eyes

each syllable, “She doesn’t want

Fraser, although you are Florence’s biological father, you can’t make the decision for

make the decision for her. However, it’s Flory’s

a more ironical tone, “If she wants to meet you, would she be so eager to leave by plane? Would she refuse

was like a

chase after her, but Florence didn’t want to meet him as if she was hiding from a monster.

his thin lips. “She’s just skipping. But I’m sure she

words were so affirmative like

the wave of Stanford’s anger raise to his brain. Stanford was so angry that he wished to throw a punch on

think was to be

see clearly in the past few days that Florence still loved and missed Ernest, unable to let

to remind you? You’ve called off the engagement with Flory in City N. Now she has the infant matrimony to Benjamin of your Turner family. They’re getting

do you think they could get married?” Ernest

he was asking a question, his attitude

was choked by blood in anger, and he found it