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.

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

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

road is blocked, we

was firm, not approving such a gamble

said in a gentle

worried about our safety, but, after all, this is a man’s business. And for real men, such

the world. And only the best of the best, the most responsible and courageous man can match you. Only such a man can protect your

glancing at

the words that Stanford was bound

through the dark side, and he was dauntless. He had definitely played such kind of death race when he was

her future husband must go through many complex tests to be the best

was just one of the

and said slowly, “I think what Benjamin said has a point. The man who dares to have a death race is the one who is hot-blooded. Is

expecting her brother to

Benjamin’s side in

“Stanford, this is just a casual entertaining game. It doesn’t matter if the bet is finished or not.

get hurt as long

a deep voice, and he stood firm in

having the

didn’t matter at all. But she knew that Ernest wanted to be with her and was

with it for the sake of impression if

must not

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

take part in it. I

gazing at Florence in front

concerning about him. There was

was her whole

satisfied inside. This was his greatest hope all along, to live inside her

done it. He only wanted to cherish Florence for the rest

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