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.

spent a day with him properly. How could she allow him

in City 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

do something so dangerous! Since the mountain road is

approving

smiled and said in a gentle tone, but

after all, this is a man’s business. And for real men, such

of the best, the most responsible and courageous man can

said grandiosely, glancing at

were the words that Stanford was bound to care

played such kind of death race when he was young. As to him, such a death race was not

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

death race was just one of the ways to verify

said has a point. The man who dares to have a death race is the one

not expecting her brother

be on Benjamin’s side in

a casual entertaining game. It

as long as

a deep voice, and he

having

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

agree with it for the sake of impression if

must not agree on

was unable to change Stanford’s mind, so she rushed

Don’t take part in it. I won’t

lowered his head, gazing at Florence in front of

him. There was nothing but him

he was

satisfied inside. This was his greatest

it. He only wanted to

elder brother’s approval