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

were like a series of current

were tumbling. She

“I, I…”

stammered to speak and could not even

jumped off his body. She pulled down her untidy

tidied up her clothes in a panic with her back facing him. Her

to think about what

of nowhere, she surprisingly almost

ashamed that she wanted to die

Ernest’s strong masculine scent came from behind

draped on Florence’s body

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

down. His arm was put on Florence’s

with a

and

meet people but since they were in the

and pushed the grass away, taking Florence to go over

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

angry roar earlier,

and she did not dare to look at Stanford. She

saw Florence’s shy look, the anger in his

to do this

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

darkened face and

looked at Florence and then

the action of changing

directly did intimate actions in the forest

wonder Stanford’s face was even darker than the

walking several steps, Stanford stopped again and said with a deep voice to the

is injured, you help

Flory, since Ernest was here,

confused but before she asked, she then saw Stanford staring at Ernest. His

and open

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

head all the way. Abashed, she hastily

“I’m fine, you go.”

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