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

speechless, her face was as red

didn't mean it

wanted to explain but Ernest's long and neat fingers fell onto her lips before she opened

approached her and said with a seductive tone. "Don't rush,

play, drink and

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

Ernest lightly and

heart kept racing uncontrollably, it

remembering what he said

really do it

so much only by thinking about it, her body temperature was rising.

smiled looking at her fleeing back.

followed her pace.

hours later, Stanford arrived

over and was stunned to see a temple in

then asked, "Are you

"Yes, I sent someone to check once we received information from Ernest, Ms. Jenkins is here.

lady, been here for quite

a grip on his heart,

active and lively lady such as Phoebe

stiffened, he entered the temple with a heavy heart.

to Phoebe? How could he make it sounded natural? Overlooked her bald head and act like

Florence was still alive, and she didn't need to be a nun

and ideas appeared in Stanford mind, none satisfied him.

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

saw a petite figure knelt on a pad the moment he stepped foot into the hall.

back facing him. It was hard to tell but Stanford knew

where he stood and stared at

was no different from the nuns here.

She did…

knives stabbed

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

He did wrong?