My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford glanced at Phoebe’s painful expression, he added.

“Come back in 10 minutes.”

Collin “…” He regretted terribly that he didn’t choke Phoebe to death just now.

Phoebe disregarded Collin’s anger, she smiled and said with a grateful tone.

“Thank you, Mr. Campbell, I would like durian flavored chocolate candy please.”

Collin’s lips were trembling suppressing his anger.

So demanding!

She deserved to die.

Collin went out infuriated.

His eyes met Florence’s while he was at the door.

Florence got all nervous seeing him.

Why did he come out?

Did he smell something?

She immediately stood in front of Ernest blocking Collin from seeing him.

But Collin swept a glance at Ernest who was having his hand wrapped up and walked out without stopping.

Seeing Florence being nervous, he comforted, “Don’t worry, Dr. Leon is a professional.”

Florence stunned, it meant he won’t intervene?

Collin looked at his watch, ten minutes was a short time.

“I need to go out now.”

He let out a sigh and stepped out.

Florence on the other hand let out a sigh of relief looking at Collin’s back.

What kind of trick Phoebe used that was able to keep Collin busy? Ernest was finally out of danger now.

Although there was no maid in Collin’s house, but there were a lot outside.

He summoned one to bring some candies.

But the maid said, “Mr. Campbell, we have no durian flavored chocolate candies.”

heard of such

frowned. “Where can

if they are selling

bring it to me within ten minutes.”

even if they have it, it will take

she was talking

rubbish bin

So darn annoying!

witch, demanded a durian flavored chocolate

clenched his teeth, “Take the helicopter then!”

Maid, “…”

candy?

onto the dazing maid, “What are you looking at? I only have ten

would say something, Stanford might really send him to

Ten minutes later.

rushed into the machinery room once again, this time with a packet of

sorry for

“Collin’s pity.”

torturing him.

been well wrapped up, the corner of his

only the beginning.

signal from Florence knowing that Ernest’s done, her wounds were almost

at Stanford with her

so much, you are so good to me. I’ve nothing to repay

if you can stand, let’s

few steps backwards to keep a

should he respond if she offered

much, if it was some other guy that helped

this possibility, Stanford felt angry, nervous

far? Was she a

to

and gave out a pitiful face, “My ankle

when he stepped in, he almost crashed

injured, it was just reddened, couldn’t stand? What the heck.

Stanford stretched

onto me and try

“Okay.”

smiled and held Stanford’s hand.

arms but she held his hand

hand was small and soft

stiffened

calm and

delighted, he let her held his