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

been superior and overbearing,

asked them whether if he had

security guards asked with uncertainty, “Young master, what did you

I wrong to treat Flory like that? Maybe what she really wants is to

not wrong!” Victoria assertive voice suddenly

and noble, yet there was a touch of sharpness in

if you’re softhearted now and just let it be. Ernest has schemed against her once, and he may

he chose to kill Ernest to cut

He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected that Ernest was willing to protect Florence at the cost of his own

each other deeply would

emotion flashed across Victoria’s face. She

if it was

became gloomy and the whole room was enshrouded

guards subconsciously tensed

“If he dares to…”

the words from

from the bullet with his own body just now that he didn’t take

made a pretense on such a matter, then he was

chance to get close to Flory

that Ernest’s behavior to protect Florence was a pretense, Stanford would not

still pouring with rain

who had gotten wet, emerged from

ran towards him with

clothes in the car. Please get in the car and change

covered a

thin lips tightly, his handsome face

then got in

Ernest finished changing his clothes, but he inadvertently saw a red blood stain

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

open the door to have a closer look. Then he saw a

looked like a gunshot

got shot?” Timothy’s expression

“Not a big deal.”