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 they had heard

and overbearing, and

them whether if he had done

asked with uncertainty, “Young master, what did you

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

not wrong!” Victoria

looked so elegant and noble, yet there was a touch of sharpness in her beautiful

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 if she marries him in

he chose to kill Ernest to cut off his

A touch of weird emotion flashed across Stanford’s eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected that Ernest was willing to protect Florence at

deeply would

weird emotion flashed across Victoria’s face. She then

it was his

gloomy and the whole

two security guards subconsciously tensed

“If he dares to…”

words from between

really protect Florence from the bullet with his own

on such a matter, then he was

close

Ernest’s behavior to protect Florence

still pouring with

wet, emerged from

hastily ran towards him with

have prepared some clean clothes in the car. Please get

words, Timothy covered a

tightly,

got

and get on the car when Ernest finished changing his clothes,

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

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

looked like a

got shot?” Timothy’s expression changed

“Not a big deal.”