My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest looked at Florence, who was teary-eyed, knowing that he had indeed scared her just now.

He reached out his fingers and gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks.

“Okay. I won’t do it again.”

He gently and patiently reassured her and whispered in front of her, “The reason I blindfolded myself just now was not a risk, but a sure win.”

Such a death race depended on the opponent’s psychological quality, whether they could bear it to the end, and it was totally risking their lives.

Even if he was blindfolded, how could he be so sure of winning?

Ernest patiently explained to her, “This race is all about one’s psychological quality and limit of endurance. Benjamin must have checked out all of Clarence’s information and predicted that Clarence was timid in nature and would definitely unable to bear it, making the turn and admit defeat. But I’m not Clarence. Benjamin is convinced that Clarence won’t last until the end, so he won’t make the turn too. In the end…”

He didn’t finish his words, but the meaning was clear.

The two cars would have collided, and they would be dead too.

Florence broke out in a cold sweat, and she felt a pang of fear and panic.

She was so worried that she hadn’t even thought of such a danger.

Ernest added, “To win this game, I had to destroy Benjamin’s belief in himself winning this. So, I blindfolded myself to act brave, impulsive and reckless. And when Benjamin was afraid that I’m surely not admitting defeat nor making a turn, he was bound to make the turn at the last moment.”

Ernest had predicted all of it. And the result was precisely what he had expected.

It seemed like a dangerous move and yet a sure win situation.

Florence couldn’t tell what she felt in her heart as if she was finally relieved, and she also felt that the man in front of her was indeed powerful.

It seemed that everything was within his grasp.

She didn’t need to worry too much as he would handle it well.

looking

man, Clarence’s boldness was something

three games

as she

shouldn’t have proposed any bet if you had known that you couldn’t beat Clarence.

sitting in the car,

a disgrace, but he would also have no face if

Damned it.

and Clarence were at daggers

to do. I’ll

of the car and walked

way to the bottom of the mountain, and it would take a long time to walk. They had all come up by a car,

wanted to disappear

and then looking at Phoebe, he advised remarkably, “Phoebe, Benjamin is still the young master of the Turner family, and the Turner family is a prestigious family. Now that you’ve dissed him so much, he might

as he looked at Ernest in

well was Ernest Hawkins, an influential and over-mighty person in City

him here, how could she be

But he said so…

rolled and took

mouth in a

him bully Flory like that, and so I criticize him. I didn’t think much about it. What am I going to do if he retaliates against me? I have no power nor authority.

to comfort her. But just as she was about to open her mouth, Ernest grabbed her

seeing Ernest shaking his head gently at her, signalling her

What was going on?

puzzled, but she choked her words

panic,

to have subconsciously gone forward and grabbed Stanford’s

good relationship with Mr. Turner. Can you help me to say

pulled by his sleeve

to wave her off, but when seeing Phoebe’s frightened look, his