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

embarrassed

said, “Stanford, come on,

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

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 leaned

now in front of Florence and he allowed Florence

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

to stick the post-it note on Stanford’s face, Ernest grabbed her wrist to stop

of unfathomable eyes and said in a deep voice, “Now that it’s a punishment, just let the losers stick a post-it note on

was stunned. What did he mean? He didn’t want her to stick the post-it

Ernest, you’re even jealous of

uneasy. He then directly took a post-it note from Florence and

She took the post-it note delightfully and leaned towards

let me

looking at

a lot, so he could barely bear Florence to stick the note on his face. But as for

how could he allow an outsider to stick

Pah!

in his thoughts, Phoebe stuck the colored

and looked at the woman who was only twenty-centimeter away

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

but they were very soft. When she gently stuck

feelings towards a woman, felt a gush

had a note on their

teammate again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus that Ernest and Florence were skilled in this game, undoubtedly, Stanford and Phoebe lost the

three colorful notes on the

to accept the defeats, Stanford said in a deep voice,

Phoebe’s teammate for every round of the game, nor did he think that Florence and Clarence could win every

Stanford calmly, pressed his lips together and

bad cards for this

showed card before him and every card he showed was lower than Stanford’s. Therefore, after several

Stanford discarded the last card in his hand, he

of the game, he finally

his face. He

was holding some cards in her hand, looked

with dissatisfaction,