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 biased like

knew that he could not continue to give him a lesson anymore. Stanford could

and looked at him in a manner that

“Does it hurt?”

frustrated. Why did not she found that he was injured? If she realized it, he would not let him hold her and let him

and

voice was warm and gentle,

not hurt but when she saw it, her

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

his hands. Immediately, a bodyguard came over and

out his hand, Florence ran over and took the medical

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

“I’ll treat your wound.”

said, she quickly opened the medical kit and looked for

actions, Ernest’s eyes

last time Florence touched the medical kit was to treat Clarence’s wound. That should be her

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

someone who just got the freedom to go out and breathe fresh air involuntarily shivered. He felt that

was going on? Who wanted

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

right as she

looked at the

had caused him to

your wound now, it’s a little painful, you

spoke with a soft

and tenderness that could not

of little pain so he pursed his

would moan? How was it

believe but her mood

and carefully cleaned his wound. Her actions were gentle and slow as if she was dealing

showed that she

at this scene on the side. His gaze

and attentive as now. She even looked a bit absent-minded but now, her concentration

was a far cry from

like two people, or rather, she

time, she

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

the hell was