My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He immediately became irritated, grabbed Ernest’s collar and said angrily, “You bullied my younger sister and still have a good reason?”

Ernest looked calmed. He did not resist but he also did not show any weakness.

When one of the two people at the front suddenly grabbed another’s collar, it immediately attracted the attention of Florence and Phoebe.

When Florence saw Stanford’s fierce look as if he was going to hit Ernest at any time, her heart suddenly leapt to her throat.

In the garden last time, Stanford had hit Clarence and Clarence’s face took several days to heal.

She could not let Stanford hit Ernest again!

Her heart would ache for him!

“Stanford, what are you doing! Knock it off!”

Florence hurriedly ran over and used both her hands to embrace Stanford’s hand that was grabbing Ernest’s collar. Her fingers were trying hard to move his fingers away.

She said with a face full of anxiety, “You quickly let go of him, I don’t allow you to hit him!”

Stanford froze. His lips twitched.

He did not intend to hit Ernest. But, Florence’s reaction was a little too exaggerated!

In the small garden last time, she did not have such a big reaction? It was only after Clarence had spoken something that she came to plead for mercy.

Stanford frowned and questioned, “Why are you suddenly so concerned about him?”

Florence’s heart throbbed and she was slightly diffident.

This was her instinctive reaction!

Her eyes flickered and while she hesitated, she inadvertently saw the bright red smear on Ernest’s arm.

Her eyes widened in shock and she exclaimed, “You’re injured?!”

Previously, he was wearing a black suit so she did not notice at all. Now, Ernest was only wearing a white shirt and the bloodstain only then looked obvious.

Vexed, Florence pushed Stanford’s hand, “Stanford, you quickly let go of him, he is injured! If you bully him again, I'll ignore you.”

Stanford was speechless.

Wasn’t he just grabbing his collar, he had not even started bullying, okay?

younger sister

had come and when he saw her action of being protective, he knew that he could not continue to

arms and looked at him in a manner that her

“Does it hurt?”

he would not let him hold her

his lips and curled into a doting

voice was warm and gentle, “It’s

did not hurt but when she

and asked, “Stanford, do you have any medical supplies

then waved his hands. Immediately, a bodyguard came over and handed the small

out his hand, Florence ran over and took the medical kit over

with the medical kit in her arms and pulled him to sit down on

“I’ll treat your wound.”

opened the medical kit and

somewhat skilled actions, Ernest’s eyes slightly

Clarence’s wound. That should

matter that Clarence surprisingly got the chance to be the first person whom Florence treated wound

go out and breathe fresh air involuntarily shivered. He felt that

on? Who

how to handle wounds but after treating Clarence’s wounds once, she learnt

as she

she looked at the scary

him

a little painful, you

with

and tenderness that could not

this kind of little pain so he pursed his lips and smiled, “Okay,

moan? How was

not believe but her mood

Her actions were gentle and slow as if she was dealing with

that she

scene on the side. His gaze became increasingly sharp and

face last time, she was not as serious and attentive as now. She even looked a bit absent-minded but now, her

time was a far cry from her

like two people, or rather, she was treating

same as last time,

more and more in Stanford’s mind. He felt that the feeling of

hell was going