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?

was his younger sister biased like

protective, he knew that he could not continue to give him a lesson anymore. Stanford could only let

held Ernest’s arms and looked at him in

“Does it hurt?”

found that he was injured? If she realized it, he would not let him hold her and let him move around. Otherwise, his arm would not bleed so

his lips and

warm and gentle,

hurt but when she

asked, “Stanford, do you have any

came

Florence ran over and

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

“I’ll treat your wound.”

opened the medical kit and looked

her somewhat skilled actions,

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

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

body of someone who just got the freedom to go out and breathe fresh air involuntarily shivered. He felt that a chill went

going on? Who wanted to

know how to handle wounds but

was just right as she could

she looked at the scary wounds on Ernest’s arm, her

had caused him to get

now, it’s a little painful, you bear with

spoke with a soft

was with heartbrokenness and

so he pursed his lips and smiled, “Okay, if I feel pain, I’ll

moan? How was

her mood became much better due to

Her actions were gentle and slow

that

the side. His gaze became increasingly sharp

now. She even looked a bit absent-minded but now, her concentration and her deep love in

time was a far cry from her

like two people, or rather, she was treating two different

time, she was treating Clarence

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

hell