My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Benjamin looked at the targets and laughed satirically, “Mr. Jenkins, why did you make them move the targets farther away? If the distance is far, it is not easy to shoot.”

He paused, then made a face of sudden enlightenment and said, “But this way, the distance is far and even if the final score is low, it can still be considered excusable.”

Although he was saying that he understood, but his tone felt more like he had exposed Ernest’s dishonest intentions.

Facing Benjamin’s sarcastic targeting, Ernest pursed his thin lips, his expressions unchanged and his tone indifferent.

“Just wait and see.”

Simple words, neither denying nor opposing, but with a transcendent aura and confidence as if everything was under his control.

This kind of self-confidence made Benjamin feel very uncomfortable and uneasy.

For just a rich guy from City N, he couldn’t understand where Clarence’s confidence came from? And this kind of self-confidence and control made him couldn’t help but think of Ernest.

That tricky man once took away what originally belonged to him in such a high-spirited manner.

Benjamin gritted his teeth inwardly and said without a smile, “Okay. I will wait and see!”

There was the smell of gunpowder in the air.

Stanford watched Ernest holding his gun. His expressions changed slightly and he said, “If you want to hit the target from this distance, you will have to consider more factors. It is already very difficult. Even if you can hit up to the score of ninety, you will already be considered a very powerful person.”

Florence became even more worried. Even Stanford had said so, Ernest’s desire to get a good result was just baseless.

If his score was too bad, wasn’t Benjamin going to take it as an opportunity to ridicule and humiliate him?

However, Ernest had never been a reckless person, why did he suddenly do this?

Florence’s palms were nervously sweating.

Ernest’s expression was indifferent, and there was no nervousness at all.

He turned the pistol in his hand, feeling it to become familiar and turned his gaze to Florence not far away.

With a deep gaze, he said in a soft tone, “Look carefully, this is for you.”

What was for her?

was puzzled. Before she could figure it out, she saw the pistol spin around in Ernest’s slender fingers in a beautiful

neat and crisp, done in one

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

and the

resonant and

shock, who was holding the gun calmly and gracefully, firing

and at ease, as if he was shooting in a free range and didn’t care if

Was this man completely crazy? Did he even take this

he was about to say something sarcastic immediately. However, at this moment, he was stunned to hear the mechanical

“Ten points.”

“Ten points.”

“Ten points.”

…

continuously.

dumbfounded. He even suspected

and even confirmed with the referee who was checking the targets in the distance. Then he finally accepted the abnormal result in

a shaky voice, “Congratulations Mr. Jenkins. You have a

“Impossible!”

spoke incredulously, his face almost

prepared how to insult and ridicule Clarence. He

from such a long distance but still accurately got the perfect score.

confirmed again and again. It is indeed the score of one hundred

got ninety-nine point nine, but he got a full

was even more ugly as if he had been slapped

burned into his cheeks and made them hurt. He was humiliated

Florence was both shocked and

at marksmanship! No wonder

heart and was about to congratulate

and said, “Flory look quickly! The bull’s

bull’s eyes were shot, the

‘Watch carefully, it is for you’, Florence was stunned for a

that what was for her was a heart

This heart, did you deliberately made it to