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.

tubes back on her

hell

fiercely, but

tubes were inserted into her all fours.

maid in lead stood

need to know

cooperate, they wouldn’t

the

rising on her spines, wondering when she

her teeth to bear the pain, she said, “Sure, I can be cooperative. Can you tell me what happened to the man

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

were alone

that she

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

“Not right now.”

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

that she was annoyed as if it

mean that person wouldn’t be willing to meet Florence for

understand, wondering what the person’s purpose was and what

about Ernest. How could she stay

felt as if her heart was burned by the charcoal. She wanted to escape from here all the

to

lead held a syringe and stabbed

It hurt so much.

what she

gaped and wanted to

was in

slept for a long

felt dizzy. Her

to her mind was

and white room, she found that the

left with

realized that she was still

it had been since she

did she knew if

to twist the doorknob,

Florence felt depressed.

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

walk through the door, she

immediately made a move. The window could be pushed open. She

climbed up on the