My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford hadn’t expected that Florence would suddenly run towards Ernest, yet he had triggered the gun and it was too late to retreat it.

At that critical moment, he couldn’t only move the gun aside.

The bullet deviated from its course, yet it still swooshed towards Florence and Ernest.

Stanford stared blankly at the direction of the bullet and could only see it swooshing towards Florence. But out of his surprised, he saw Ernest rush towards Florence without hesitation and protected her with his own body.

The body inserted into somewhere.

Florence felt no pain from her body, but her heart wrenched and missed one beat.

The bullet didn’t hit her, but did it mean that it hit Ernest.

“How’s you, please, Ernest, please, tell me, how’s you?”

Florence burst into crying.

She grabbed Ernest’s cloth tremblingly and looked towards him with her blurry eyes. She looked very flustered.

Ernest raised his hand to wipe away her tear. He shook his head and smiled.

“I’m fine.” Ernest pointed at the wall when speaking. Two bullets were inserted in the wall in parallel, “Look, the bullets are in the wall.”

When seeing that the bullets were really in the wall, Florence, who had been highly strung up, finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“I’m scared. Awww… You scared me.”

Ernest put his big palm on Florence’s back and patted her gently to calm her down.

He comforted her in a soft voice, “I’m fine. It’s all past.”

Stanford’s expression was hideous. He looked at Ernest with complicated emotions in his eyes.

He was shocked and it looked like he couldn’t believe this.

He was the one to trigger the gun and naturally he was so clear that Ernest almost died just now.

the bullet deviated from it course and that Ernest rushed towards Florence so abruptly,

towards Florence, he didn’t foresee that the bullet would deviate from its course under that

at the cost

Florence, but it really

could even sacrifice his life to protect Florence. Was he really scheming

this for the first

Florence

at the

hurriedly took a step forward

Ernest really dies, I will not forgive you for the rest of my

and

always behaved obediently and had never spoken to him in such a

finally realized that Ernest seemed to

own thoughts, Florence hastily pulled Ernest to the windows and urged him in whisper, “Leave, quickly, I

Stanford with complicated emotions in his eyes. It seemed like Stanford

Nevertheless…

in a low voice, “Don’t move

more important at this moment? Florence anxiously pushed

time anymore and climbed through the window under the witness of Stanford

when seeing that Ernest had escape. They were so anxious and wanted to chase

take a

casually caught a vase and raised it high

a

because it was like a tickle for them. Nevertheless, they were worried that they would hurt Florence if they stepped forward.

a dilemma about whether to chase Ernest or not, Stanford’s husky

can

felt like they had received an amnesty.

With a gloomy

up and she raised

brother, I will still hit you if you come

fierce tone. She bore great resentment and anger towards Stanford now and she really had an impulse to vent her anger on him and give him

him to trigger his gun

his thin lips. He didn’t stop; instead, he