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.”

lost

Wouldn’t she feel it embarrassed to stick post-it notes

at him and said, “Stanford, come on,

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

said in a deep voice, “I’m not that kind of person.” Looking at the colored post-it note, he hesitated for three seconds and said as

thin lips together and slightly

perfectly handsome face was now in front of Florence and

the chance to do anything to her brother’s face. This

lips into a smile. When she was about to stick the post-it note on

“Now that it’s a punishment, just

didn’t want her to

on, Ernest, you’re even jealous of my brother?’ Florence thought to

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

quite willing to do this. She took

me

his body when looking at

could barely bear Florence to stick the note on his face. But as for

how could he allow an outsider to stick the note on

Pah!

Phoebe stuck the colored post-it note on

at the woman who was only twenty-centimeter away from

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

very soft. When she gently stuck the

any feelings towards a woman, felt a gush of weird

had a note on

hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest

three colorful notes

to accept the defeats, Stanford said in a deep

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

Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt the

still got bad cards for this

showed was lower than Stanford’s. Therefore, after several rounds of showing cards, Stanford won the

in his hand, he

the

his face. He said to

who was holding some cards in her hand, looked a

and said with dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser,