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.

he spoke, his hot breath and

were like a series of

were tumbling. She felt that her body

“I, I…”

could not even utter

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

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

dare to think about what she was doing just

a place of nowhere, she surprisingly almost made

ashamed that

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

jacket was gently draped on Florence’s body to wrap her petite

her head, not

arm was put on Florence’s shoulder while he

said with a

Florence lowered her head and

not want to go out to meet people but since

pushed the grass

who were standing next to each other, as well as the rows of bodyguards in the distance that were standing straight

angry roar earlier, Florence’s

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

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

ashamed, why did she want to do this kind of thing in the

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

a darkened

She looked at Florence and then looked

action of changing people was

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

Stanford’s face was even

with a deep voice to the

Flory is injured,

was here, why did he ask her to

but before she asked, she then saw Stanford staring at Ernest. His voice was cold and

over and open

lips, looked at Florence and whispered to her, “Can you do

not raised her head all the way. Abashed, she

“I’m fine, you go.”

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