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 thin lips

like a series of

Florence’s body were tumbling. She felt that her body no

“I, I…”

could not even

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

in a panic with her back facing him. Her

did not dare to think about what she was

of nowhere, she surprisingly almost made

that she wanted

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

gently draped on Florence’s

her head, not daring to look at

down. His arm was put on Florence’s shoulder

a low voice,

and answered with an exceptionally

to meet people but since

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

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

roar earlier,

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

Stanford saw Florence’s shy look, the anger in his

did she want to do this kind of thing in

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

said with a darkened face and stepped

then

action of

were so passionate that they directly did intimate

Stanford’s face was even darker than the

with

is injured,

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

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

come over and open

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

had not raised her head all the way. Abashed, she hastily agreed.

“I’m fine, you go.”

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