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.

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

like a series of current

tumbling. She felt that her body

“I, I…”

to speak and could not even

of Ernest and hurriedly jumped off his body. She pulled down her untidy clothes

facing him. Her

did not dare to think about what

she surprisingly

ashamed that

abashed, Ernest’s strong masculine scent came from behind

was gently draped on Florence’s

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

put

with a low

and answered with an exceptionally soft

go out to meet people but since they were in

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

as well as the rows of bodyguards in the distance that were standing straight with their

angry roar earlier, Florence’s

Stanford. She buried her head

saw Florence’s shy look, the anger in his chest became

ashamed, why did she want to

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

darkened face and stepped

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

seemed that the action of changing people was

so passionate that they directly did intimate actions in the forest and it was so unfortunate that

wonder Stanford’s face was even darker than the black

several steps, Stanford stopped again and said with a deep

injured,

Ernest embracing Flory, since Ernest was here, why did he ask her to help

but before she asked, she then saw Stanford staring

over and open the

at Florence and whispered to her, “Can you

raised her head all the way. Abashed, she hastily agreed.

“I’m fine, you go.”

she thought of something else and pulled Ernest’s sleeve, “Will my elder brother make things difficult for you? I think it’s better