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.

similar to Phoebe and was using it to

this, the hostility surrounding Stanford was

aura, she was so scared that her eyebrow pencil slipped and drew a

for the others, they didn’t even dare to make a sound, trying their best to be invisible, wanting to disappear immediately and ignore

arrived very

people here, it instead felt like they had endured a

tools, and she looked at Stanford tentatively, “I,

eyes looked towards

this look, his pupils shrank

allowed you to put

Damn this woman!

looked totally different from Phoebe, but because of her make-up technique, she had softened and changed her features. Looking at her now,

blur, the photos taken weren’t clear, resulting in them misunderstanding

this was a hair salon, a place for men and women to have

this place, they could think even with their toenails what would

and had rushed over right away. On the way he was

hadn’t thought that it would be such a huge

lady in the hair salon wasn’t Phoebe. This meant that she

woman had wasted his trip

think you’re looking for the wrong person, she is just Lisa, you, you

This was too scary.

him coldly, uninterested in

outside. While walking, he threw

and get this

“Ah?!”

let us go,

he got out from the hair salon, Addison brought a tablet and chased

is a

tracks, if it wasn’t something special that had

that something had happened to

taking the tablet from

woke up, his carefully decorated fresh flowers and balloons, then Florence came back, stepping on the flower carpet, following

flirtatious atmosphere between them,

this, Stanford’s

made him

annoyance, “Why are you showing

Trying to disgust him?