My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

But before Stanford could say something, Phoebe quickly withdrew her hand and looked at Florence and Clarence miserably.

She complained, “Your cooperation is really awesome. Your cards are so bad, but you win the game through tacit cooperation. Do you have consonance?”

Florence was a bit stunned.

Consonance? She subconsciously turned her head to look at Ernest with a trace of light flashing across her eyes.

Ernest also looked towards Florence with a light smile on his face and gentleness and deep affection in his eyes.

Naturally they had consonance.

Stanford felt being overwhelming by sulkiness when seeing their reactions.

It was true that Florence cooperated well with Clarence. Otherwise, they would definitely lose this round of game since their cards were all bad.

Apparently this was partly because he wasn’t good at play this card game and therefore, Phoebe, his teammate in this round of game, was implicated.

“Cough, cough.” Stanford cleared his throat uneasily and said, “Go on, next round.”

He thought he would not lose again.

Stanford was eager to outdo others and even though this card game was a kind of entertainment, he didn’t want to lose the game.

“Hold on, don’t be so anxious.”

Florence stopped Stanford and curled her lips into a cunning smile. She then took two red bar-shaped post-it notes from aside.

Florence looked at Stanford’s handsome face with interest and showed off the post-it notes in her hand.

“Stanford, the losers have to be punished. And the punishment is to stick a post-it note on the loser’s face.”

To stick a post-it note on his face?

Stanford slightly twitched his mouth corners and his expression became stiff.

He was the young master of the Fraser family and most people even didn’t dare to look at him directly, not to mention stick anything on his face.

“Now that it’s a game, the punishment for losers should be related to money. I don’t care about the amount.”

Florence shook her head without hesitation, “Look at us and tell me are we in short of money? It’s boring to play cards for money. My punishment is more interesting.”

was lost for

feel it embarrassed to stick

said, “Stanford, come on, you

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

not that kind of person.” Looking at the colored post-it note, he hesitated for three seconds and said as if he had set

lips together and slightly

handsome face was now in front of Florence and he allowed Florence to do

felt delighted in heart as she hadn’t had the chance to do anything to her brother’s face. This

When she was about to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face, Ernest

with a pair of unfathomable eyes and said in a deep voice, “Now that

did he mean? He didn’t

even jealous of my

lights in Florence’s eyes, Ernest felt a bit uneasy. He then directly took a post-it note from Florence and handed them

She took the post-it note

me

his body when looking at the woman

barely bear

the noble young master of the Fraser family, how could he allow an outsider to stick the note on

Pah!

Stanford was lost in his thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored post-it note on his

looked at the woman who was

It looked like she was very delighted at the moment. She fixed her eyes on him without even blinking her eyes and Stanford could see his reflection in her

fingers felt a bit cold, but they were very soft. When she gently stuck the note on his face, he felt like a sponge was caressing across his

never had any feelings towards a woman, felt a gush of weird

had a note on their faces. And

of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled

had three colorful notes

said in a

that he would be Phoebe’s teammate for every round of the game, nor did he think that Florence

towards Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt the

bad cards

him and every card he showed

his hand, he heaved a sigh of

rounds of the

his face. He said to Phoebe, “We

who was holding some cards in her hand,

her mouth corners and said with dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser, I’m