My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Addison Driscoll was a smart one. He walked over quickly and crouched next to the lady while reaching out to pinch her chin and raising her head.

It was quite a pretty face, but it was totally different from Phoebe.

The shocked and fearful expression was even more different.

Phoebe was cheerful and bubbly, she was crazy all day long, and was very brave.

Stanford looked at Lisa in disgust, throwing the photos on the manager’s face.

“Do you think I’m blind?”

Finishing his words, Stanford immediately took out his handgun, pulled the trigger, and pointed it out at the manager’s head.

Those who wasted his time, deserved to be killed.

The manager was so shocked that he peed in his pants, crying out in terror, “It’s her, it’s really her, after make-up she would be exactly like in the pictures!”

Stanford stopped pulling the trigger.

Seeing that there was hope, the manager quickly yelled at Lisa, “Quick go put on make-up, put on the make-up that you wore for the dance gala, quick, quick!”

Lisa lay on the ground trembling, and stuttered, “I, I’m scared…”

She had never seen such a big scene, and such a fierce person, he even had a gun ready to kill!

Just when she finished her words, a dark black handgun pointed at her temples.

Addison’s voice was cool, saying, “Our Master doesn’t have so much time to be wasted by you, I’ll give you ten minutes, if you can’t come up with the make-up, all of you will die.”

“Ah… I’ll do it, I’ll do it.”

Lisa screamed in fright, hurriedly climbed up, and looked for her make-up pouch from the counter.

She didn’t even care about her messy clothing, and didn’t care about the fact that so many people were looking at her, and started her make-up with trembling hands.

The manager looked at her actions, worrying that she would not do it well because of her fright and it would result in a large difference.

He quickly explained, “Lisa likes the face of Chinese people, so sometimes she will intentionally do a Chinese make-up, it looks like a mixed. Normally, normally… it is very popular among guests.”

Hearing this, Stanford’s eyes dimmed again.

Lisa had a face similar to Phoebe and was using it

by thinking of this, the

metres away was also affected by this aura, she was so scared that her eyebrow pencil slipped and

make a sound, trying their best to be

arrived

here, it instead felt like they had endured a

put down her make-up tools, and

eyes

his pupils shrank

coldly, “Who allowed you to put on this

Damn this woman!

her make-up technique, she had softened and changed

was originally already blur, the photos taken weren’t

was a hair salon, a place for men and

up at this place, they could think even with their toenails

couldn’t care about anything else and had rushed over right away. On

hadn’t thought that it would

the hair salon wasn’t Phoebe. This meant that she hadn’t ended up in this stage.

was also mad, mad that this woman had wasted his trip over, and

wrong person, she is just Lisa, you, you please let me go.” He wanted to leave

This was too scary.

swept over him coldly, uninterested in

coldly outside. While walking, he threw out

police, and get this place

“Ah?!”

please let us

salon, Addison brought a tablet and chased up

a

wasn’t something special that had

be that something

frowned, quickly taking the tablet from him.

that, he saw, after Ernest woke up, his carefully decorated fresh flowers and balloons, then Florence came back, stepping on the flower carpet, following the balloons and went to

between them, and he even felt the atmosphere was almost about to

Stanford’s unhappiness got

tricks made

in annoyance, “Why are you showing me

Trying to disgust him?