My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In a Church with exquisite set-up, there were several beautiful and delicate flower children a smart and respectful priest.

Every preparation was perfect, nothing less.

But there was no guest at all, only a lineup of maids and serious-looking bodyguards.

It was a luxurious yet quiet wedding.

Benjamin held Florence's hand; she was forced to follow his footsteps on the red carpet until they arrived in front of the priest.

Without further ado, the priest rushed into the most important part.

“Mr. Benjamin Turner, will you take this woman as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death part you?”

Benjamin smiled brightly and said, “I do.”

The priest nodded and turned to Florence.

“Ms. Florence Fraser, will you take this man as your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death part you?”

Florence bit her lips and stayed silent with a stiffened face.

The smile on Benjamin’s face lessened.

The priest noticed something odd and repeated.

“Ms. Florence Fraser, will you take this man as your lawfully wedded husband?”

Florence remained silent emotionlessly.

Benjamin frowned in displeasure, he approached Florence and threatened.

“Say you do.”

Florence mocked, “Everyone here is your man, this is nothing but a show, why should I pretend and say I do? I’m lazy to entertain you, you are despicable.”

Her words were like a slapped on Benjamin’s face.

The priest turned a little nervous and looked at Benjamin in puzzlement.

Although he was paid to be here to complete the ceremony regardless, but he didn’t want to break the local tradition and religious rules, and “I do” from both the groom and bride were necessary.

He looked at Benjamin in confusion and said, “Mr. Benjamin, please talk her into it.”

Benjamin was annoyed; Florence had never once listened to him.

Even now she was still held captive by him.

her wrist

don’t go against me, if not I will

wrist was about to be broken by him, her face turned white.

said unwillingly, “Alright.”

smile widened again, “Good girl.” And he let go of her

her hand and

not say a word but asked again, “Ms. Florence Fraser, will you take

“I…”

Benjamin repulsively; she gritted her

Benjamin’s face disappeared instantly.

This darn woman!

raised his hand and choked Florence on

think there’s nothing I can do to you if you behave this way?” He said

but showed no

rather die than say I

would rather die than

infuriated Benjamin tightened his grip and wanted to choke

like she could

turned red but still

priest’s spine witnessing this, he was here as a marriage officiant, not to

for sure? They looked

was hard, Florence’s face turned redder and

started to blur out

time, if Benjamin killed her,

Ernest still had a chance

think I will let you

spoke like a devil from hell.

her and turned to the

ordered, “She said

“What?”

frozen in bewilderment!

bride didn’t say

count if it

to the law of

and looked terrifyingly at the gun

“Sir… you…”

voice trembled and his

Benjamin ordered again.

or die?”

I'll …

to carry on in extreme terror and

may

was official once they put