My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was scared and widened her eyes.

She didn’t care about other things anymore and pulled out the transfusion needle in her arm. Flustered, she ran to Ernest and protected him behind her.

The gun was now pointing at her.

Florence had never been so close to a gun before and her heart wrenched uncontrollably when she looked at the thrilling muzzle. She felt frightened.

But she couldn’t step backward, because she had to protect the man behind her.

“Brother, if you want to kill him, kill me first.”

With a pale face, Florence suppressed her fear and glared at Stanford.

Stanford was startled and shivered, almost trigger the gun.

He hurriedly pointed the gun at the other place and looked at Florence angrily, “Are you crazy? Do you know that this is a gun? If it goes of accidently, you will die.”

“Killing him is killing me.” Florence replied indocily, refusing to make a slight concession.”

She stretched her arms to protect Ernest behind her, like an eagle that was protecting its child.

Ernest fixed his eyes on the woman in front of him with a flash of weird emotion flashing across his eyes. This was the first time that someone stood in front of him and protected him regardless of everything else.

Ernest felt weird and touched.

Although his woman looked weak, she was indeed a fearless stubborn woman, which made him feel both shocked and delighted.

Stanford almost went bananas.

Hi hand that was holding the gun shivered slightly and he tried hard to suppress his anger and his impulse to kill someone.

Indeed he killed people before, but he was quite decisive and swift when he killed them. But now, almost lost control of himself…

With turbulent anger in Stanford’s eyes, he looked gloomy and ferocious.

He said in a low voice as if he was threatening Florence, “Flory, step aside.”

No matter what, he had to kill Ernest today because he was a disaster for Florence and he would not allow him to seduce Florence any longer.

He would rather to apologize to Florence after this than seeing her repeat the mistake and even sacrifice her life for the sake of Ernest.

He looked extremely dangerous at the moment and looked like a fierce wolf that would never stop once he started

and she didn’t

she was quite resolute, “I won’t. I won’t step aside even if I

Florence stepped

narrowed his eyes and landed his gaze on Florence. He

assured, he can’t

back when they hit him, while Stanford had a gun. This was a striking contrast and how would

she stepped aside, Stanford would

desperately grabbed Ernest’s arm and resolutely

windows while staring at Stanford nervously, “Brother, don’t come over.

with his back straightened up. With a gun in his hand, he

was written all over

gave an order in a cold voice, “Pull

from the door and each of them swiftly grabbed Florence’s one arm and forced

scared that her face instantly became ghastly. What if anything

struggled anxiously, “Let go of me! Let go! Don’t hurt

the back of her hand was

from

ferocious and he said in an icy-cold voice, “If you

uncontrollably broke out into

looked at Ernest who had a dangerous expression, they felt the terror out of

This man…

by a gun, he looked composed. But when Florence got a small wound,

Ernest was not a coward; instead, he

on Florence and simply exerted forces

thing between men, just leave it to themselves,

Let my

at

just stand there and wait for my brother’s

assured. Nothing gonna

together and then smiled at

when he smiled, as if what he confronted now was

couldn’t understand why Ernest could still remain confident

you think that I won’t shoot

the gun at his hand and

was