My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford’s temples pulsed violently. Very quickly, he pulled Phoebe to stop her.

The force he used to pull her was a bit too much so Phoebe was caught off guard. Her body became unstable and she fell into Stanford’s arms.

When her soft body fell into his arms accompanied by a pleasant fragrance, this suddenly stimulated a certain string in Stanford’s body.

A fire surprisingly rose in his belly uncontrollably.

Startled, he froze.

Damn, what was wrong with him?

Was he stimulated by Florence’s scene, he surprisingly, surprisingly…

Stanford abruptly pushed Phoebe away and said stiffly, “Don’t go over and look, they’ll come over later.”

After being hugged suddenly but he was disgusted in which he immediately pushed her away, Phoebe’s mood was simply like she was riding a roller coaster. She was suddenly in heaven and suddenly in hell.

She was depressed for a while and tried to look at the scene behind the lush grass, “They’re there? What are they doing?”

Stanford was speechless.

He pursed his thin lips and did not speak.

There were some coldness and anger on his handsome face, as well as some unnatural faint light redness.

Florence did not expect that in the middle of nowhere, Stanford would suddenly appear without any signal.

And it was just nice that he saw such a shameful scene.

She was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole and bury herself in it with soil, never to come out again.

While hugging Florence, Ernest said with a deep voice.

“Florence, if you still don’t let go, even if your elder brother comes, I’m also going to make out with you here.”

His deep and low voice was with fire that was forcibly restrained.

Ernest’s breathing was extremely heavy.

Only God knew how much effort was he using right now to barely restrain himself. He wanted to make out with Florence right here.

Florence froze. Even her ears also turned red.

was still embracing Ernest’s head on her chest. When he spoke, his hot breath and thin

like a series of current

strange feelings inside Florence’s body were tumbling. She felt that

“I, I…”

and could not

and hurriedly jumped off his

in a panic with her back facing him. Her heart

about

such a place of nowhere, she surprisingly

was so ashamed that she

abashed, Ernest’s strong masculine scent came from behind her and wrapped her

gently draped on Florence’s body to

and blushed. She lowered her head, not daring to look at

put on Florence’s shoulder while he embraced her in

a low

and answered with an

want to go out to meet people but since they were in the forest,

at the front and pushed the

they walked over, Florence saw Stanford and Phoebe who were standing next to each other, as well as the rows

about Stanford’s angry roar earlier,

and she did not dare to look at Stanford. She buried her head low in Ernest’s arms and stared at the ground

the anger in his chest

she still could feel ashamed, why did she want to do this kind of thing in the middle

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

with a darkened face and stepped

She looked at Florence and then looked at

action of changing people was

each other, they were so passionate that they directly did intimate actions in the forest and it was so unfortunate

Stanford’s face was even darker

again and said with a deep voice

is injured, you help

since Ernest was here, why did he

asked, she then saw Stanford

over and open

looked at Florence and whispered to her, “Can

not raised her head all the way.

“I’m fine, you go.”

and pulled Ernest’s sleeve, “Will my elder brother make things difficult for you? I