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, and he never reflected

asked them whether if he had done something

guards asked with uncertainty, “Young master, what did

wrong to treat Flory like

wrong!” Victoria assertive voice

walked to Stanford in high heels. She looked so elegant and noble, yet there was a

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

that was the reason why he

emotion flashed across Stanford’s eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected that Ernest was willing to protect Florence at the cost of his own

each other deeply would not be able to

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

if it was

immediately became gloomy and the whole

two security guards subconsciously tensed up

“If he dares to…”

the words from between

would really protect Florence from the bullet with his own body just now that he

a pretense on such a matter, then he

close to Flory again.” Stanford said word by

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

still pouring

had gotten wet, emerged from a

ran towards him with

car. Please get in the car and

Timothy covered a clean, dry towel

his thin lips tightly, his handsome face

got

to wait beside the car and get on the car when Ernest finished changing his

Mr. Hawkins got hurt?

and anxiously pulled open the door to have a closer

like a gunshot

got shot?”

“Not a big deal.”