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.

was hard for her to meet Ernest again, and she hadn’t even spent a day with him properly. How could she allow him to take the risk and let something happen to

by a car because of her. She was still fearful even now when

is blocked, we can just wait here for two

approving such a

Florence’s reaction. He smiled and said in a gentle tone, but his words

you are worried about our safety, but, after all, this is a man’s business. And for real men, such a death race is not a matter at

the most responsible and courageous man can

grandiosely, glancing at

the words that Stanford was bound

dark side, and he was dauntless. He had definitely played such kind of death race when he was young. As to him, such

Stanford, Florence was his sweetheart. And her future husband must go through

one of the

what Benjamin said has a point. The man who dares to have a death race is the one who is hot-blooded. Is Mr. Jenkins interested in

not expecting her brother to

be on Benjamin’s side in

hurriedly 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 a life-threatening death

get hurt as long as someone gives

voice, and

still supported having

how provocative Benjamin was, it didn’t matter at all. But she knew

it for the sake

down. You must not agree on

unable to change Stanford’s mind, so she rushed over to Ernest, looking at

is not important. Don’t take part in it. I won’t agree to

lowered his head, gazing at

about him. There was nothing

was her whole

satisfied inside. This was his greatest hope all

He only wanted to cherish Florence for the

that, he would still need her parents and elder brother’s approval and