My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Of course, I know it. I don’t need to explain it to you.”

With a cold look, Stanford approached Clarence step by step.

The latter stood upright, gazing at Stanford sharply. “Florence wouldn’t go for a trip with Clarence Jenkins alone.”

He stressed each syllable affirmatively.

“I saw that personally. How could it be fake?”

Besides, Florence wouldn’t lie to him.

Stanford snorted. “Why don’t you take yourself under consideration? You’ve disguised yourself to be Clarence Jenkins. How will you explain it?”

Clarence frowned more deeply, wondering how come Stanford had seen it in person.

He ignored Stanford’s threatening approach and said in a deep voice, “If you knew who I am, would you still be so certain?”

His tone was full of suspicions.

His strong self-confidence was also quite influential.

Stanford’s heart slightly skipped a beat. He became a bit uncertain.

He asked, stressing each syllable, “Who are you?”

The man was skillful in fighting with a strong temperament. He was quite calm even his fake identity was exposed and he was trapped.

From the beginning to the end, Stanford could tell that the man cared about Florence the most.

Stanford kept wondering who he was.

Clarence looked around with his darkened eyes. Then, he put his fingers behind his ears.

“Since you’ve found it out, it’s alright to tell you who I am.”

As he spoke, he increased the strength of his fingers. “Hiss!” After the light sound, a layer of skin cracked from the back of his ears.

Like the magic, after he took off the thin layer of skin, a handsome face that could take others’ breathes away was exposed.

It was also a face that Stanford was quite familiar with.

“Ernest Hawkins!” Stanford squeezed Ernest’s name between his teeth.

Ernest had disguised as

bodyguards surrounding them gaped at

it was the

also shocked as Ernest disguised himself to be Clarence

wondered if the rumors spread in the Fraser family about Clarence was Ernest was

exposed and he was surrounded by so many bodyguards, Ernest still looked

“It’s me. Mr. Fraser, I’m sure you still have a lot of questions for me. Why don’t we go

Stanford stiffed.

seen the enemies seek for death themselves, but this was the first time

what

no matter what, he didn’t plan to let

mind and gave the order -- Ernest

Stanford wouldn’t

him up and take him to

“Yes, Mr. Fraser.”

didn’t come back to their senses until a

fight against Ernest last time. They had realized how powerful Ernest was. He was so competent

front of them alone, but he didn’t look fearful

bodyguards subconsciously didn’t want to treat Ernest rude or

Ernest squinted.

with a snort, “Want to catch me? Do you

as he finished speaking, he threw a punch towards one of the bodyguards

balanced himself, coughing out a trace of

surprised. Ernest’s fighting skills were far better than they had

but he still took the initiative to start the fight.

them were stimulated, aggressively

instant, a few of them pounced

face. He looked at Ernest up and down with a complicated

Stanford gave the order, Ernest started

Ernest had done was quite

wasn’t a man who would change his mind or go back to his words. Stanford believed that he had a purpose when

about it, the worse hunch he had in

and

catch

soon as he finished speaking, he immediately

Ernest dodged his attack and fought against him. Ernest seemed to be attacking Stanford violently, but when they were fighting, Stanford could

aggressive, but in fact, he backed