My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Clarence was fussing inside but still trying to maintain a gentlemanly smile. He walked up to Florence and asked tentatively, “Do you want me to carry you?”

As soon as he spoke, he could feel the danger coming from the corner, and it was making him fluttering. Clarence’s body tightened up subconsciously, and he could feel the death threat.

Florence’s face changed, resisting him. Apart from Ernest, she didn’t want to let any man hug her. But now, nominally, she and Clarence had an ambiguous relationship, so it was natural for him to carry her too.

Florence was gloomy and shook her head, setting her padded feet upright, saying, “No need. I feel better now and I can walk on my own.”

After saying that, Florence walked past Clarence towards the front. Her steps weren’t fast, but they were steady.

Stanford narrowed his eyes and surveyed Florence’s back sharply. Why did he feel something wrong with her?

Clarence let out a sigh of relief and walked over to Stanford’s side, speaking casually, “Maybe she’s shy.”

With that, Clarence accelerated, covering his face and quickly catching up with Florence.

Stanford froze for a moment. Only then did he remember that just now, Florence and Clarence were inside doing something filthy, and he had caught them red-handed on the spot.

After all, Florence was a girl and would be shy easily. It was natural for her to feel embarrassed for letting Clarence carry her now.

Stanford shook his head helplessly. There was already a hickey on her. What else was there to be embarrassed about? Girls were just so pretentious.

Thinking of it, Stanford then kept up with them. Florence walked in the front, but God knew how much she didn’t want to leave.

the corner, she involuntarily looked towards the garden corner again, hoping to see a bit of him, but she

she felt uneasy inside. She had so much to say to Ernest, wanting

Ernest still be here, waiting for her? Florence was anxious, panicked, and feeling uneasy. The only way now

her mind, Florence walked faster and took Clarence to the

end, Florence still had Clarence in her heart. Although she was squirming and shy, she was so active in treating his injuries. Stanford relaxed and took

it in front of Clarence, and opened it. She said, “All the medicines are here. You

lips,

treat him for just a tiny cut. He had never done it himself. And he didn’t even

stunned, feeling surprised as she didn’t expect this. After all, Ernest

surprise, Clarence felt embarrassed. He pursed

as she didn’t know much about it too. She felt sorry for Clarence, looking at

about I get

stand it any longer and said in a deep voice, “I’ll do

of them looked weird as if they were awkward and distant. And it was very different from the way they behaved back then. What was going on

use those medicines, which

there if she went back to

to Stanford,

mention that Stanford inflicted this injury, he was such a big guy, and he might ruin

immediately reached out, grabbing Florence’s arm tightly, and pulled her to his side. With a serious face, he said to Stanford, “Let Florence do it. No need to bother Mr.

“I can’t…”

sit beside him before she could