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.

extremely dangerous at the moment and looked like a fierce wolf that would

and she didn’t dare to step

resolute, “I won’t. I

Florence stepped backward anxiously, her face

and landed his gaze on

Rest assured, he

while Stanford had a gun. This was a striking contrast

stepped aside, Stanford

so frightened. She desperately grabbed Ernest’s

while staring at Stanford nervously, “Brother, don’t

straightened up. With a gun in

and mercilessness was written all over his

order in a cold voice,

from the door and each of them swiftly grabbed

ghastly. What if anything happened to Ernest if she

struggled anxiously, “Let go of me! Let go!

back of her hand was opened

clam from

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

two threatening men uncontrollably broke out into

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

This man…

was pointed at by a gun, he looked composed. But when Florence

a coward; instead, he was a dangerous

hurriedly loosened their grips on Florence and simply exerted forces

thing between men, just leave it to themselves, they will solve

Let my

shouted desperately at

and wait for my

assured. Nothing

together

when he smiled, as if what he confronted now was

could still

think that

the gun at his hand and suddenly pointed

was cold and