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?”

gun 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,

advantage of you. You can get familiar with it first and

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

Stanford heard this sentence as they walked towards them. Phoebe’s face immediately turned dark and

really

his heart but didn’t say anything. He pursed his lips and stood straight to the side, quietly acting as

was waiting to see the result of

when she

gambling activity among the men, but she hadn’t expected that Benjamin knew that Ernest couldn’t shoot and yet deliberately chose

unfair advantage of others. He wanted to see Ernest make

“Shameless!”

forward to grab Ernest’s arm, “This competition is meaningless,

her hand with his own palm, grabbed her

“It’s okay.”

smile, “We will wait and see, who usually plays

“Since Mr. Jenkins is so has a

looked at Benjamin, only to feel the anger rising up

and didn’t normally have the opportunity to touch a gun. If China didn’t have a gun ban, he would have no right to act so

way, Stanford said, to be worthy of pursuing Florence, the marksmanship must be the best. You have to

was taken

a hundred

it

really said here was even if he defeated Clarence, but didn’t get a perfect score, it would still be a

completely aimed

and is considered top-notch marksmanship. The score of hundred, I am afraid is very difficult for anyone to do. This feels like forcing us to do

you are not

poked fun at Benjamin

Benjamin’s expressions turn very ugly. From the card game till now, Phoebe had troubled him everywhere.

Really

incident, Benjamin not only wanted to kill Clarence

intent in his heart, Benjamin

one can, but I can still give it a