My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“What are you looking at? Get in!”

The maid noticed that and her face was darkened. She moved aside and blocked Florence’s sight.

Then she directly walked into the room and pushed Florence back rudely.

“Bang!”

The door was closed.

The four maids were standing in a line in front of the door as if they were a wall, completely blocked Florence’s way out.

Obviously, they didn’t want her to go out.

Florence felt more uneasy.

She had realized that she wasn’t saved but was trapped...

She took a few steps backward and questioned seriously, “Who are you?”

“You don’t need to know who we are. You only need to lie here and recover,” said the maid in lead in a cold tone.

She directly walked towards Florence.

The other two maids walked to the instruments with different tubes and started washing the tubes with bloodstains skillfully.

Watching them on alert, Florence felt her hair stand on end. She wondered if they would insert those tubes on her again.

The maid asked her to recover, but Florence wondered if they had other evil intentions.

Probably they would drain out her blood.

The more she thought about it, the more fearful Florence was.

She roared excitedly, “Don’ you know who I am? I’m the daughter of the isolated Fraser family. My brother and parents are the most powerful ones in this world. You’d better let me leave her as soon as possible. I can take nothing has happened today and won’t get even with you. Besides, I’ll give you back a big thank you gift.

“Otherwise, when my brother finds me, all of you are doomed!” Florence resorted to both mild and severe measures.

However, the maids ignored her.

As if they were not afraid of anything, with cold looks, they approached Florence.

“Stop coming over!”

Florence tried to fight back hurriedly, but the maids were far stronger than she was. They caught her quite easily, making her unable to move a bit.

They dragged her forcibly and pressed her onto the bed.

those tubes back on her body again

hell are those

but it

were inserted into her all fours. Cold sweat

lead stood next to

cold tone, “You don’t need to know it.

Florence didn’t cooperate, they wouldn’t show mercy on

wondered who the

rising on her spines, wondering when she had

said, “Sure, I can be cooperative. Can you tell me what happened to the man who

maid in lead and asked in a pleading tone, “Please tell me! I

maid answered coldly, “You were

that she

frowned. “Who sent me here? May I meet him

“Not right now.”

said, “When he wants to meet you, you’ll

sounded that she was annoyed as if it would be a great honor for Florence to meet the

that person wouldn’t be willing to meet

wondering what the person’s purpose was

How could she stay here

burned by the charcoal. She wanted to

to meet him

maid in lead held a syringe and

It hurt so much.

what she had

to struggle. Suddenly, she

in a

had slept for

dizzy. Her head was

first idea that came to her mind was to

white room, she found that the instrument next to her bed was

skin was left with small

that she was

long it had been since she had jumped into

she knew if

she trotted to the door. She tried to twist the doorknob, only to find that it was still locked. She couldn’t

Florence felt depressed.

she didn’t punch at the door to call someone. Instead, she

she couldn’t walk through the door, she chose to escape from

pushed open. She put on a lot of effort and finally pulled

climbed up on the