My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Not knowing much about racing and wanting to end this bet as soon as possible, Florence asked, “Change it to what?”

Benjamin gave Ernest a meaningful glance, “A death race.”

“A death race?”

Florence was puzzled as she didn’t know how this would be played, but she had a bad feeling just hearing the name.

And those who knew about racing, Ernest and Stanford, couldn’t help but become melancholy.

Benjamin looked graceful and kindly explained, “A death race is when two people each drive a racing car, face to face, then accelerate and sprint. Whoever of them turns and stops, loses.”

Florence widened her eyes in shock, “What if both of them neither yield?”

“Then they will crash together and get killed.”

Benjamin emphasized the last few words with the smell of death.

He looked at Ernest dazedly and said in a provocative tone, “A life-and-death match is the best way to show a man’s blood and guts. As for the Fraser family, it may seem to be peaceful, but there must be a lot of seamy sides for such a big family to exist for a long time. Such a death race is an entry-level challenge for surviving in the Fraser family in the future. If you don’t dare, you should have gone back to City N to live your comfort life.”

Clarence was initially from City N, and it was natural for him to be timid. But if Clarence showed fear or dared not when Benjamin said this, he would not be qualified to stay in the Fraser family.

And it would mean that there was no longer any possibility between Clarence and Florence.

This was a game with more calculating and coercion.

Ernest looked gloomy as he stared at Benjamin, pursing his thin lips with an indistinguishable expression, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

However, Florence was unease instantly and spoke out agitatedly, “I don’t agree with such a playing!”

It was too dangerous.

And it was simply death-defying.

hadn’t even spent a day with

N, Ernest was hit by a car because of her. She was still fearful even now when she thought about the way Ernest lying in her arms covered in

so dangerous! Since the mountain road is blocked, we can just wait here for two to three hours and

tone was firm, not approving such

seemed to have expected Florence’s reaction. He smiled and said in a gentle tone,

I know you are worried about our safety, but, after all, this is a man’s business. And for

the best woman in the world. And only the best of the best, the most responsible and

said grandiosely, glancing at

that Stanford was bound to

of death race when he was young. As to him, such

husband must go through many complex tests

a death race was just one of the ways

and said slowly, “I think what Benjamin said has a point. The man who dares to have a

was astounded, not expecting her brother

he be on Benjamin’s side in such a life-threatening

ran to Stanford’s side, tugged on his sleeve, saying solemnly, “Stanford, this is just a casual entertaining game. It doesn’t matter if the bet is finished or not. And it’s no joke on such

hurt as long as someone

voice,

having the

she knew that Ernest wanted to be with her and was highly cared about Stanford’s

the

down. You must not agree

so she

take part in it. I

head, gazing at Florence in

him. There was nothing but him in

if he was her

This was his greatest hope all along, to live

had finally done it. He only wanted to cherish Florence for the rest of his

need her parents and elder brother’s approval and consent for him to be with