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.

wrist rudely and threatened.

against me, if not

be broken by him, her face turned

said

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

withdrew her hand and rubbed her painful wrist.

“Ms. Florence Fraser, will you take

“I…”

at Benjamin repulsively; she gritted her teeth

smile on Benjamin’s face disappeared

This darn woman!

hand and choked

to you if you behave this way?” He said savagely.

was choked but showed no sign of giving up.

die than

rather die than

his grip and wanted to choke Florence to

she could die.

face turned red but

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

for sure? They looked more like enemies than

choked was hard, Florence’s face turned redder and harder to breathe.

to blur out too.

felt depressed and relieved at the same time, if Benjamin killed her,

Ernest still had a chance

really think I will let you

like a devil from

turned to the priest furiously.

ordered, “She

“What?”

stood frozen

didn’t say

if it was from the groom.

to the law of our country…” This…

terrifyingly

“Sir… you…”

his face turned white.

Benjamin ordered again.

on or

… Go on.”

and fetched over

You may exchange…

marriage was official once they put on the rings.