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?”

guards trembled with terrors on their faces as if

always been superior and overbearing, and he

now he asked them whether if

with uncertainty,

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

not wrong!” Victoria assertive voice suddenly

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

irresponsible for Flory’s future if you’re softhearted now and just let it be. Ernest has schemed against her once, and he may do that again. Flory will not be happy

why he chose to kill Ernest to cut off his relationship with Florence

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

loved each other deeply would not be able to

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

if it

and the whole room was enshrouded in

guards subconsciously tensed up their

“If he dares to…”

squeezed the words from between

was so shocked that Ernest would really protect Florence from the bullet with his own body just now that

such a

close to Flory again.” Stanford said

Florence was a pretense, Stanford would not gamble

still pouring

who had gotten wet, emerged

ran towards him with an

prepared some clean clothes in the car. Please

Timothy covered a clean, dry

thin lips tightly, his handsome face

then got in the

to wait beside the car and get on the car when Ernest finished changing his clothes, but he inadvertently saw a

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

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

like a gunshot

shot?” Timothy’s expression

“Not a big deal.”