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

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

said, “Stanford, come

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

he hesitated for three seconds and said as if he had set his teeth,

thin lips together and slightly

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

as she hadn’t had the chance to do anything to her brother’s face.

lips into a smile. When she was about to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face, Ernest grabbed

deep voice, “Now that it’s a punishment, just

was stunned. What did he mean? He didn’t want her to

of my brother?’ Florence

in Florence’s eyes, Ernest felt a bit uneasy. He

do this. She took the post-it note delightfully and leaned towards

me stick

when looking at the woman who immediately

his brows. He pampered Florence a lot, so he could barely bear Florence to

young master of the Fraser family, how could he allow an outsider to

Pah!

thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored post-it note

who was only

face and even her eyes were smiling. It looked like she was very delighted at the moment. She fixed her eyes on him without even blinking her eyes and

gently stuck the note on his face, he felt like a sponge was

any feelings towards a woman, felt a gush of

had a note on their faces. And the game

to be Phoebe’s teammate again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and

of them had three colorful notes on the

the defeats, Stanford said in a deep

round of the game, nor did he think that Florence and Clarence could win every round of the

calmly, pressed his lips together and dealt

still got bad

he showed was

last card in his hand, he heaved

rounds of the game,

face.

cards in

with dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser, I’m