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.

grabbed her wrist

don’t go against me, if not

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

said unwillingly, “Alright.”

And he let go of

withdrew her hand and rubbed her painful

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

“I…”

gritted her

on Benjamin’s face

This darn woman!

choked Florence on her neck

you think there’s nothing I can do to you if you behave this

showed no sign of

rather die than say I do!”

would rather die than

grip and wanted to choke Florence to death.

like she could

entire face turned red but still looked at

witnessing this, he was here as a marriage officiant, not to

for sure? They looked more like enemies

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

to blur out

and relieved at the same time, if Benjamin

that, Ernest still had a

think I will let you

a devil

her and turned to the priest

then ordered, “She said yes, continue!”

“What?”

priest stood frozen

bride didn’t say

if it was

to the law of our country…” This…

looked terrifyingly at the gun that

“Sir… you…”

and his face

Benjamin ordered again.

on or

… Go

in extreme terror and fetched over the ring with his

You may

once they put on the rings.