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.

chest. When he spoke, his hot breath

a series of current that flowed through her

strange feelings inside Florence’s body were tumbling. She felt that

“I, I…”

and could not even utter a complete

go of Ernest and hurriedly jumped off his body. She pulled

back facing him.

did not dare to think about what she was doing

she

ashamed that she

strong masculine scent came from behind

gently draped on Florence’s

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

heavy breathing gradually calmed down. His arm was put on Florence’s shoulder while he embraced her

a low voice,

lowered her head and answered

she did not want to go out to meet people but since they were in the

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

each other, as well as

about Stanford’s angry roar earlier,

at Stanford. She buried her head

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

to do this

It was absolutely…

“Let’s go back.”

with a darkened face

eyes rolled. She looked at Florence and then looked at Ernest. Then, her lips curled

the action of changing people was

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

face was even darker than the black

and said with a deep voice to the three

injured, you

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

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

and

his lips, looked at Florence and whispered to her,

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

“I’m fine, you go.”

Ernest’s sleeve, “Will my elder brother make things difficult for you? I think it’s better that