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

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

squinted at him and said, “Stanford, come on, you

Stanford’s expression became stiffer.

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

thin lips together and slightly

in front of Florence and he allowed Florence to do

she hadn’t had the chance to do anything to

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

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

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

jealous of my

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

quite willing to do this. She took the post-it note delightfully

Fraser, let me stick it for

when looking at the woman who immediately approached

so he could barely bear Florence

how could he allow an outsider to stick the note

Pah!

was lost in his thoughts, Phoebe

and looked at the woman who was

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

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

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

Stanford had a note on their

again. As Stanford didn’t get hang of the techniques well, plus

had three colorful notes on

the defeats, Stanford said in a

of the game, nor

his lips

bad

the one who showed card before him and every card he showed

last card in his hand, he

the game, he

appeared on his face. He said to Phoebe, “We

cards in

dissatisfaction, “Mr. Fraser, I’m not