My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence knitted her brows and abruptly withdrew her arm from Stanford.

She told him in serious tone, “Brother, dare you to hurt Ernest in the future, I will not talk to you again.”

“You care him so much that you can even sacrifice your life?” Stanford questioned her angrily.

Florence seriously nodded her head, a touch of resolution flashing across her eyes, “Yes.”

“You’re really an incurable romantic!”

Stanford shouted at her angrily and banged the medical kit on the table. He then stood up and strode towards the door angrily.

He was afraid that he would be extremely annoyed by Florence if he stayed in the room.

Stanford slammed closed the door. Florence shivered subconsciously when she heard the loud sound.

Annoyed, Florence pushed aside the medical kit in front of her and scolded Stanford with grievance, “Bad Stanford, bad brother.”

But deep in her heart, she was more worried that Ernest would encounter greater troubles and danger.

He was now in the place controlled by the Fraser family and Stanford was hard-handed, could Ernest cope with it?

The two security guards guarded at the door earnestly. Seeing Stanford walk out of the room with anger written all over his face, they hurriedly took two steps backward to keep a safe distance away from Stanford, fearing that he would vent his anger on them.

They had been following Stanford secretly during this period of time and they knew clearly how Stanford pampered Florence.

But when they were guarding at the door just now, they heard how Stanford shouted at Florence angrily and he even slammed closed the door before leaving the room.

It was obvious that Stanford was very furious this time.

After walking out of the room, Stanford was not in a hurry to leave and simply stood at the door with a cold face.

He looked gloomy with complicated emotions on his face.

He knitted his brows tightly and after a long while, he abruptly looked towards the two security guards coldly and dangerously, “Tell me, did I do it wrong?”

“What?”

security guards trembled with terrors on their faces as if

always been superior and overbearing, and

them whether if he had done

uncertainty, “Young master,

deeply and asked in a low voice, “Was I wrong to treat Flory like that? Maybe what she

not wrong!” Victoria

heels. She looked so elegant and

against her

clear of this, and that was the reason why he chose to kill Ernest to cut off his relationship

emotion flashed across Stanford’s eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected

a couple who loved each other deeply would not be

across Victoria’s face. She then curled her red

if it was his

gloomy and the whole

two security guards subconsciously tensed

“If he dares to…”

the words

from the bullet with his

pretense on such a matter, then he was really

him a chance to get close to Flory again.” Stanford said word

it was almost impossible that Ernest’s behavior to protect Florence was a pretense, Stanford would not gamble

pouring with rain

gotten wet, emerged from a

hastily ran towards him with

the car. Please get in the car

the words, Timothy covered a clean, dry towel on

pressed his thin lips tightly, his

got in the

the car when Ernest finished changing his clothes, but he inadvertently

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

was frightened and anxiously pulled open the door to have a closer look. Then he saw a deep

looked like a gunshot

you got shot?”

“Not a big deal.”