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 breath and thin lips were all next to her

series of current that flowed

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

“I, I…”

could not

and hurriedly jumped off his

back facing him. Her heart thumped so wildly against

to think about

of nowhere, she

that she wanted to die

strong masculine scent came from

jacket was gently draped on Florence’s body to wrap

cheeks burned and blushed. She lowered her head, not daring

His arm was put

a

Florence lowered her head and answered

possible, she did not want to go out to meet people but since they

opened the way at the front and pushed

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

Stanford’s angry roar earlier, Florence’s

at Stanford. She buried

saw Florence’s shy look, the

feel ashamed, why did she want to do this

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

with a darkened face

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

action of changing people

was back again. When they met each other, they were so passionate that they directly did intimate

wonder Stanford’s face was even darker than the black

Stanford stopped again and said with a deep

is injured,

since Ernest was here, why did he

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

come over and open

lips, looked at Florence and whispered to her,

all the way. Abashed,

“I’m fine, you go.”

“Will my elder