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

words left Florence speechless, her face

didn't mean it

and neat fingers fell onto her lips before

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

play, drink and sleep!

embarrassed, she could turn into an

pushed Ernest lightly

kept racing uncontrollably, it could jump out any

remembering what he said last time that he would make her truly

it when he

made her blushed so much only by thinking about it, her body temperature was

at her fleeing back.

followed her pace.

hours later, Stanford arrived at the destination.

and was stunned to see

disbelief, then asked,

received information from Ernest, Ms. Jenkins is here. And

quite some time in a temple.

a grip on his heart, he

visualize an active and lively lady such

stiffened, he entered the

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

she had suffered, Florence was still alive, and she didn't need to be a nun to repent her sin.

Countless thoughts and ideas appeared in Stanford mind, none satisfied

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

knelt on a pad the moment he

It

he stood and stared at Phoebe.

was no different from

She did…

thousand knives stabbed through his

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

He did wrong?