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.”

she had never heard of

“Where can

are selling it at

it

shocked, “Mr. Campbell, even if they have it, it will take more than ten

she was talking about speeding.

kick the rubbish bin on the side.

So darn annoying!

a witch, demanded a

teeth, “Take

Maid, “…”

for candy?

his temper onto the dazing maid, “What are you looking at? I only have ten minutes, hurry up and get me the candy!”

say something, Stanford might really send him to Africa.

Ten minutes later.

rushed into the machinery room once again, this

sorry for him.

“Collin’s pity.”

was torturing him.

up, the corner of

was only the beginning.

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

at Stanford with her

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

stand, let’s

few steps backwards to keep a distance, there was discomfort written all

should he respond if she

woman liked to offer marriage as a repayment so much, if it was some

possibility, Stanford felt angry, nervous and a bit

did he stand so far? Was

so good to her

gave out a pitiful face, “My ankle is in

when he stepped in, he almost

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

wanted to say something but saw Stanford

onto me and try to stand.”

“Okay.”

held

arms but she held

was small and soft like cotton.

body stiffened unconsciously.

tried to remain calm and let Phoebe held his

was delighted, he let her