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.

as Clarence, but he

surrounding them gaped

this world, but it was the first time for them to see such thin and flawless skin on Ernest's

Ernest disguised himself to be Clarence by using the

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

and he was surrounded by so many bodyguards, Ernest still looked quite calm as if he was in his own

me. Mr. Fraser, I’m sure you still have a lot of questions

Stanford stiffed.

themselves, but this was the first time that someone took the initiative

wondered what

he didn’t

mind and gave the order -- Ernest could never show up in this land again.

a death wish, Stanford wouldn’t

up and take him

“Yes, Mr. Fraser.”

come back to their senses until a few seconds

last time. They had realized how

shown up in front of them alone, but

didn’t want

Ernest squinted.

with a snort, “Want to catch me?

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

himself, coughing out

Ernest’s fighting skills were far better than they

bodyguards were surrounding him now, but he still took the

of them were stimulated, aggressively rushing over to trap

few of them pounced

face. He looked at

gave the order,

had done was quite

back to his words. Stanford

Stanford thought about it, the worse hunch he had

snorted and said, “All

to catch Ernest

finished speaking, he

against him. Ernest seemed to be attacking Stanford violently,

looked quite aggressive, but in fact, he backed off step by