My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Lead by the person in charge, Florence and the others went to the shooting range of the villa.

The shooting range had a field of target, with a wide view and a graceful environment.

Exactly ten targets lined up on the grass.

Ernest and Benjamin each put on the special clothing and equipment.

Florence stood not far from Ernest. She looked at him with some worry and whispered, “Benjamin grew up in the Farnfoss City, where guns are not restricted and I heard that he often took part in road affairs, often using guns. He must be a good marksman. He asked for gun shooting to gain advantage over you.”

“Don’t care too much about him and just shoot casually. It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose.”

In China, guns were a controlled product and most people had no chance to come across them.

Ernest curled his lips teasingly, “You don’t believe me?”

Florence quickly explained, showing her loyalty, “I believe that you are definitely very capable. You are the best in everything, just…”

“So, you have been admiring me like this all along.”

Ernest smiled and interrupted Florence, his face full of smile.

With his relaxed joking appearance, there was no tension of facing a strong enemy on his face at all.

Florence was stunned. Why did she suddenly begin to admire him like that? Why was Ernest so narcissistic and brazen?

Her cheeks flushed red and she said awkwardly, “I don’t feel like talking to you.”

Benjamin was preparing for the shoot on the side. In a blink, he saw Clarence and Florence talking sweetly. The atmosphere between them was so ambiguous that even a blind man could see it.

He had proposed the game as a way to slap Clarence and to let Florence see who was more capable and stronger, not to create an opportunity for the two of them to become closer.

Benjamin picked up the pistol, turning it around in his hand and deliberately raised his voice as he spoke in a mocking tone.

“Mr. Jenkins, do you want to become familiar with the gun first?”

to Ernest with a look of kindness, “In China, I am afraid you must not have had any chance to see a real gun. Ordinarily, the ones you usually play with are all

talk unfair advantage

the surface, but they secretly contained contempt and satire that could not be concealed up.

heard this sentence as they walked towards them. Phoebe’s

really disgusting

say anything. He pursed his

was waiting to see the result of

when she heard

talking about was just a gambling activity among the men, but she hadn’t

others. He wanted to see Ernest make a fool of

“Shameless!”

low voice and stepped forward to grab Ernest’s arm, “This competition is meaningless, we

of her hand with his own palm,

“It’s okay.”

smile, “We will wait and see,

there was contempt and disdain in his face, “Since Mr. Jenkins is so has a card up his sleeve, then this competition

looked at Benjamin, only to feel the anger rising

opportunity to touch a gun. If China didn’t have a gun ban, he would have no

worthy of pursuing Florence, the marksmanship must be the best. You have to get the score

was taken aback. A

hundred percent

marksmanship was very good, but even so, it was very

had really said here was even if he defeated Clarence, but didn’t get a perfect score,

completely

very good and is considered top-notch marksmanship. The score of hundred,

you are not confident

at

laughter made Benjamin’s expressions turn very ugly. From the card game till now,

it! Really

only wanted to kill Clarence but

intent in his heart, Benjamin maintained

almost no one can, but I can still give it a