My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest’s eyes became cold and deep. Quickly he sorted everything out.

It turned out that after he had set off, his good grandfather had done such a thing - he had sent Benjamin over and made the Fraser family misunderstand and disgust him again by the excuse that he was competing for the master of the Turner family.

In that case, it would be far more difficult for Ernest to marry Florence than Benjamin could.

Ignoring Stanford’s look with anger and hatred, Ernest turned around and looked at Florence deeply.

He asked in a low and serious voice, “I didn’t know anything about the master. I didn’t come here for the right of succession. Do you trust me?”

Ernest’s eyes were so deep as a whirlpool as if he wanted to draw Florence in.

His eyes were telling her that she was the only woman in his heart, which made her mind in a mess. In an instant, all her defense broke up.

She approached him and said, “I...”

Before Florence could answer, a big hand suddenly was reached out and pulled her away forcibly, making her unable to resist at all.

Stanford stood in front of Florence, separating the love birds like a huge mountain.

He said harshly and aggressively, “Flory wouldn’t believe in your sweet talk anymore. I won’t give you any chance to deceive her again!

“You are not welcomed here. Please leave here right now!”

Ernest stood upright and motionlessly. His gaze bypassed Stanford and fell on Florence.

“I’ll prove this matter to you. Please trust me.”

His words were firm and he looked quite persistent as if he only cared whether Florence trusted him or not.

He didn’t care what others thought about him at all.

Florence’s heart hammered. Facing Ernest with such a look, how could she have the heart to distrust him?

“Stanford, this thing hasn’t been investigated yet. There must be some misunderstandings. We...”

interrupted Florence’s words in

creased his brows deeply, looking at Ernest in a disgusted and defending

defending Ernest. Stanford realized that he couldn’t let them continue staying alone. Otherwise, he was afraid

“Come back with me!”

pulled Florence's hand, striding downstairs of the

resistance meant nothing to

are

looked back, only to find the Ernest frowned deeply. Before she could talk

motionlessly, he gazed in the direction where Florence left

eyes looked sharp and

He hadn’t dealt

blame him for being

entered, Stanford locked the door, seemingly he didn’t want to let

you take me to my

this matter. From now on, don’t mind about it

aggressive and overbearing, which

bit taken aback, and then quite

just happened to confess the love to each other and opened their hearts. Before they could get along,

Ernest loved her now, Florence was so reluctant to not meet him

not for the right of

you are so easy to trust others. You don’t know what the status and interests mean for men.

him, the top of the world. Being the family master means he could own everything. Nobody would resist it, and I don’t think Ernest

not that kind of man!” Florence retorted. She didn’t believe that Ernest would do it. “If he cared so much about the power and interests, he wouldn’t have let go of me when I was

he still had other choices. Without marrying you, he could still

a bit. She asked in confusion, “Why must

it’s

stopped in mid-way. As if he had realized

knew the disease of Ernest’s family. Once Ernest was sick, he must marry a woman from the

to know it, based on her love for Ernest, Stanford was so sure that she would insist on marrying Ernest without caring about

bear that his younger sister being

quite magnificent. The marriage for convenience could

awkward look, Florence sensed that he