My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She shook her head, “I don’t believe it. Ernest wouldn’t give up on me, and nor would he give up on our love.”

She refused to believe it.

“But he’s gone. He was defeated and ran away!”

Stanford grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to look into his eyes. He said seriously, stressing each syllable, “Flory, this means a big humiliation for a man. Ernest Hawkins is such a proud man, so he couldn’t endure it. He has lost his right to love you.”

Florence didn’t understand about the so-called war between men, and nor could she understand what terrifying things had happened between them.

However, the words “given up” kept stinging her heart like needles.

Ernest was gone. She wondered if it indeed meant that he had given up on her.

With concern, Stanford patted her on her shoulder and heaved a deep sigh.

“Flory, I know you are quite upset now. But only after you know what kind of man he is, you won’t be suffered in the future. Flory, from now on, you are free.”

After finishing his words, Stanford didn’t have the heart to see Florence suffer. He strode into the house.

His eyes were dimmed.

What happened in the past few weeks kept flashing through his mind.

He had been fighting against Ernest during this period of time. All through the years, he was so arrogant in the world. However, this was the first time that he had enjoyed the battle so much. Ernest was like a good match for him on the battlefield, and Stanford even had an illusion of meeting a confidant.

Ernest wasn’t weaker than him in terms of means and power.

However, he had considered too much - because Stanford was Florence’s older brother, Ernest still kept holding his trump card and showed mercy on Stanford. That was why he was gradually suppressed by Stanford.

Until last night, Ernest had a chance to fight back, but he didn’t make the move.

His so-called failure wasn’t the real failure.

Stanford was always a man of noble character, and he had never taken the advantage of anyone. However, Ernest was so difficult to be defeated. For Florence, Stanford had to defeat him and force him to leave here.

Stanford knew that it wasn’t an honored victory.

If there would be another chance, he wished that he would fight against Ernest nobly...

Stanford stopped in the corridor and looked down at Florence in the yard, who seemed to be quite disappointed and lonely, and heaved a sigh.

Unfortunately, they’d better not meet each other again for the rest of life.

The news that Stanford had confirmed was out of her expectation. She was agape and didn’t know what to do.

Ernest had gone like this. Now they were worlds apart. How could she meet

would be impossible for

to hold back the tears

still didn’t believe it. She didn’t believe that

Ernest Hawkins. There shouldn’t be anything that he

deep breath, Florence trotted out of

she wasn’t grounded any longer. She trotted out of the iron gate of

a drive was ready to

in the car and recalled that Ernest was staying in Cindery Hotel when having the video

the hotel, Florence trotted upstairs and looked

from afar, she saw the door of

thoughts. She felt quite excited. The door was

trotted over in a hurry,

in the suite clearly.

in the suite, cleaning the house. Besides the furniture belonging

stiffed, her throat dried

at Florence in confusion,

at them with twinkled

asked awkwardly, “Where is the guest of

checked out last

was like the last straw that crashed

gone

here and

waiting for her. Seeing her come out, he asked her to get in the

Florence felt that her heart was so

at the sky blankly, wondering if he was on a

and farther away

raindrops started

not heavy, smashing on her body. Her clothes were

seemed to have lost all her senses. She just

She only wished to see him.

In City N?

would never allow her to

as if a huge rock

She was upset.

become so upset as if

it’s raining.

opened a big umbrella and protected Florence from

if she