My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

So he had everything planned, on behalf of them.

He calculated even Stanford’s romantic relationship, he was…

It was a blessed that he was her man, not an enemy.

“Well…” Florence thought and asked, “How could you be sure that my brother likes Phoebe? What if he doesn’t?”

A sudden thought came to Florence, perhaps they had it planned for Stanford to fall in love with Phoebe when he first pretending to be Clarence.

The best way to be forgiven for his action pretending to be Clarence was to get Stanford's lover involved.

Forgave them both.

Ernest stroke Florence's hair, his sight deepened. "I won't take any risk when it comes to you."

He paused and continued, "Even if Stanford doesn't fall for Phoebe, I have another way for them to accept me."

One should always make a backup plan.

His ultimate goal was to be with Florence.

Florence blinked and her heartbeat was racing.

She had never felt this secured and eased.

There was nothing that she needed to worry about being with him, he had everything planned and arranged perfectly.

All she had to do was followed and depended on him, stayed by his side.

She hugged and rested her face on his chest.

"Ernest, I can happily be a lazy bug in the future with you by my side, right? Eat, play, drink and sleep the whole day?" Florence smiled.

An eternal happy and simple life.

Ernest looked at Florence and his sigh deepened.

play, drink and sleep with me?" Ernest asked in a deep and low voice.

speechless, her face was as red as an apple.

didn't mean

explain but Ernest's long and neat fingers fell onto her lips

and said with a seductive tone. "Don't rush, I'll satisfy your needs once

drink and

too embarrassed, she could turn into an ostrich and buried her head, "You…

pushed Ernest lightly and ran

kept racing uncontrollably, it

wanted him to recover soon… and remembering what he said

really do it when he recovered…

by thinking about

at her fleeing back.

then followed

Stanford arrived at the

rushed over and was stunned to see a temple

disbelief, then asked, "Are you

replied. "Yes, I sent someone to check once we received information from Ernest, Ms. Jenkins is here. And according to our source, she has been here for

for quite

felt a grip on his

couldn't visualize an active and lively lady such as Phoebe shaved

he entered the temple with

Phoebe? How could he make it sounded natural? Overlooked her bald head and act like nothing and offered to

directly that she had suffered, Florence was still alive, and she

ideas appeared in Stanford mind, none

entrance but still couldn’t come out with a proper way to break the ice with

pad the moment he stepped foot into

the floor with her back facing him. It was hard to tell but Stanford knew instantly that she

he stood

clothes on and was no different from

She did…

thousand knives stabbed through his heart.

Stanford began to wonder if he wasn’t too mean the other

He did wrong?