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?”

their faces as if they

been superior and overbearing, and he never reflected on

he asked them whether if he had done something

two security guards asked with uncertainty, “Young

I wrong to treat Flory like that?

not wrong!” Victoria assertive voice

and

Ernest has schemed against her once, and he may do that again. Flory will not be happy if she

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

touch of weird emotion flashed across Stanford’s eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected that Ernest was

loved each other deeply would not be able to do this

face. She

it was his

became gloomy and the whole room was enshrouded in a cold

guards subconsciously

“If he dares to…”

squeezed the words from between his

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

even made a pretense on such a matter, then he

a chance to get close to

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

still pouring with

gotten wet, emerged from a

ran towards

clean clothes in the car. Please get in

a clean, dry towel on

tightly, his handsome

then got in the

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

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

have a closer look. Then he saw a

like a gunshot

got shot?” Timothy’s expression

“Not a big deal.”