My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Upon hearing his words, Stanford was quite bothered, wondering why his sister could be so cheap.

In anger, he was about to retort the man. He turned around and noticed Florence’s expression.

She glinted at the man obsessively, looking exactly the same as those women who were fancying him.

Stanford was so shocked that he couldn’t utter any word.

In disbelief, he looked at the man up and down again and again. The man wasn’t bad-looking, but he had a glib tongue. Stanford wondered if his sister was into this kind of man.

Looking at her brother’s ambiguous and confused eyes, Florence came back to her senses and realized that the man kept taking advantage of her.

He said that she had fallen in love with him at the first sight. She was just confused and wondering if he was Ernest.

If he were not Ernest, she wouldn’t be interested in him at all.

She glared at the man irritably and then looked away immediately.

“Stanford, why are you here? Just now, this gentleman helped me. I want to thank him. Why don’t you go back to the hall and socialize with the guests?”

With a smile, Florence wanted to send Stanford away.

The man looked at Florence deeply with a faint smile on his face, quite meaningful.

Stanford’s mouth corners twitched. He didn’t know how to face Florence.

He wondered if his sister was so eager to send him away because she wanted to be alone with this man.

He couldn’t tell how outstanding the man was. He didn’t look quite excellent or extremely handsome. Stanford couldn’t understand why his sister had a crush on him.

He couldn’t allow his sister to be fooled. He decided to filter the man for her.

“Ahem...” Stanford cleared his throat, looking at the man sharply.

“Since you’ve helped my sister, I’m also grateful for it. I should thank you as well. Mister, may I know your name, please? Where are you from?”

Although Stanford sounded like to question a criminal, Florence was more eager to know the answer than he was.

at the man with unconcealed

“My name is Clarence Jenkins. I came from City N,

“City N?”

his eyes becoming harsh and

didn’t seem to have invited anyone from City N. Mister, how did you

her throat when she heard the city’s name. The suspicion in her heart was confirmed more and

was from City N. She was certain

is broken. You invited me in person, but you are not sincere

heard a woman’s coquettish voice from

hid half of her face. In high-heels,

hemline of her red dress sway like a

was so charming

at her, Stanford suddenly was in

in surprise. She

so she thought that Ernest had come. However, she saw this woman in a red dress walked to him intimately

and thought that she had

Now she realized something...

surprise, only to find that his figure was exactly the

there be such a coincidence in

Flory, how come you didn’t look at me at all? Instead, you

she walked

and tone sounded

slightly shook. She turned to look at the woman, only to find that her half-face under the mask

you Phoebe?” Florence

she

don’t you? I thought you’ve already forgotten your bestie after you

close and they used to tease each other in

time. Now they met in a foreign country. Phoebe still kept her character, which made Florence

joy, she rushed to Phoebe, reached out,

I miss

my style,” Phoebe yelled and pushed Florence away disdainfully. However, she couldn’t keep pretending to

You dressed up like a temptress. Who do you want to hook up with?” Florence said jokingly, reaching out and took off