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.

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

like a series of current that flowed

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

“I, I…”

to speak and could not

hurriedly jumped off his body. She pulled down her untidy clothes that

clothes in a panic with her back facing him. Her heart thumped so wildly against her chest that

about what she was doing

such a place of nowhere, she surprisingly almost made out with

that she wanted to

strong masculine scent came

on

lowered her head, not daring to

gradually calmed down. His arm was put on Florence’s

a

lowered her head and answered with an exceptionally soft

did not want to go out to meet people but since they

the way at the front and pushed the grass away, taking Florence to go

each other, as well as the rows of bodyguards

earlier, Florence’s cheeks became even

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

the anger in his chest

did she want to do this kind of thing in the

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

darkened face

She looked at Florence and then looked at Ernest. Then, her lips curled in

the action of changing people was

directly did intimate actions in the forest

was even darker than

with a deep voice to the three people

is injured, you

was here, why did he

then saw Stanford staring at Ernest. His voice was

come over and open

Florence and whispered to her, “Can you

all the way. Abashed, she hastily agreed.

“I’m fine, you go.”

she finished speaking, she thought of something else and pulled Ernest’s sleeve, “Will my elder brother make things difficult for you?