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?”

trembled with terrors on their faces

overbearing, and he never reflected on

he asked them whether if he

guards asked with uncertainty, “Young master, what did

voice, “Was I wrong to treat Flory like that? Maybe what she really wants

not wrong!” Victoria assertive voice suddenly

Stanford in high heels. She looked so elegant and noble, yet there

let it be. Ernest has schemed against her once, and

of this, and that was the reason why he chose to

eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t

who loved each other deeply would not be able to do this for

weird emotion flashed across Victoria’s face. She then curled her red lips

it

the whole room was enshrouded

subconsciously tensed up their

“If he dares to…”

the words from between his

protect Florence from the bullet with his

even made a pretense on such a matter,

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

behavior to protect Florence was a pretense, Stanford would not gamble

pouring with rain

had gotten wet, emerged from

towards him with

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

Timothy covered a clean, dry towel on Ernest’s

lips tightly, his

got in the

the car and get on the car when Ernest finished changing his clothes, but he inadvertently saw a red blood stain

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

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

like

you got shot?” Timothy’s expression

“Not a big deal.”