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 Clarence, but he knew

the bodyguards surrounding them gaped at

advanced disguise techniques in this world, but it was the first time for them

Ernest disguised himself to be Clarence

rumors spread in the Fraser family

bodyguards,

calmly, “It’s me. Mr. Fraser, I’m sure you still have a lot of questions for me. Why

Stanford stiffed.

but this was the first time that someone took the initiative

wondered what Ernest

smart, but no matter what, he didn’t plan to let go

from this land, he had made up his mind and gave the

Stanford wouldn’t have any mercy on

take

“Yes, Mr. Fraser.”

to their senses until a few seconds

and they had participated in the fight against Ernest last time. They had realized how powerful Ernest was. He

them alone, but he

the bodyguards subconsciously didn’t want to treat Ernest rude or

Ernest squinted.

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

he threw a punch towards one of the

himself, coughing out a trace

that, other bodyguards were surprised. Ernest’s fighting skills were far

were surrounding him now, but he

them were stimulated, aggressively rushing over

a few of them pounced at

solemn face. He looked at Ernest up and down with

taking him to the dungeon. However, after Stanford gave the order, Ernest started to

done

mind or go back to his words. Stanford believed that he had a purpose when

it, the worse hunch he had

and

wanted to catch Ernest in

finished speaking, he

Ernest seemed to be attacking Stanford violently, but when they were fighting, Stanford could clearly feel that

but in fact, he backed off step