My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She was annoyed but didn’t know how to object to him. Even she couldn’t be sure of her safety, how could Ernest.

Even if a promise was made, the promise would be broken due to uncertainties.

He didn’t reply because he didn’t want to lie.

Florence understood but still felt annoyed.

“Don’t get hurt, it pains me.”

It pained her more than she got hurt herself.

Ernest felt warm and looked at Florence full of love, it felt good to be cared for by her.

He answered softly, “Yes, got it.”

Their conversation resolved the doubts in Stanford’s heart.

They looked odd a few days ago because they fought and was in a cold war.

But now that Clarence endangered himself to save Florence, she had finally calmed down and became close to Clarence once again.

It should be normal.

But…

Stanford stared at them and still felt like there were something strange between them, was it just a small fight?

It took them a few hours to resolve the incident and it was evening when they arrived home.

They didn’t plan to tell Mr. and Mrs. Fraser about Florence got lost so that they won’t be worried, but Alexander found out somehow.

They waited for Florence’s return worriedly. And checked on her repeatedly when they saw her.

They kept reminding Florence to take care of her wounds.

Florence took some time to comfort the two of them and went back to her yard.

It was full of uncertainties now and Ernest left for a few days, it made her felt insecure. She needed to make sure that he was here.

She went straight to Clarence’s room but it was empty.

Where was he?

where

shouted and headed

male’s voice was heard from her room when she arrived at

“Here.”

stunned, why was Ernest doing in her

elegantly on the

white shirt with bloodstains in

don’t drink alcohol.”

and snatched the

then looked at his shirt, “Why haven’t you changed? Is the pain

shook his head.

looked at Florence deeply, “I don’t have

him confusedly. His room was just right at the opposite.

“Clarence used my room.”

slept on the bed, used the shower and who knew what he did on the sofa.

a germaphobe, he didn’t like his stuff touched and never use anything used by others, including the bed.

would not sleep on the bed in Clarence’s room anymore.

hadn’t even stepped foot in that room

“But…”

and it raises suspicions if you don’t sleep there.”

looked at

I sleep

stunned and

on her

a bed before she still felt shy to be asked directly this way.

“If my brother found out, he will beat you up again.”

now they were at home, Victoria would

from men and Clarence now was still under probation, they

that

up and embraced Florence.

their faces were

a thing.” He

so confident when he uttered the words,

a trick to sleep with her seemed…

as red as an apple,

him on, he wanted

turned heavy, he released her and took a step

tried so hard to suppress his desire, “Please get me some clothes in my room, I will shower

in her