My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Stanford paused his pace without turning around.

He asked in a cold tone, “What is it?”

Ernest walked to his side at an elegant pace, staring at him deeply.

He said in a deep tone, “If you don’t grasp someone, she would leave you forever.”

His words were reechoed in Stanford’s mind.

They stung his heart like needles, raising pain and panic in his heart.

In his mind, Phoebe’s face flashed through naturally.

She was looking at him with a cold and resistant look, and her eyes were quite aloof.

Even she was in front of him, he felt too far away from her. She was so unreal like smoke. If he wanted to grab her, she would vanish.

If he wouldn’t grab her, she would leave him.

This feeling at a loss made Stanford depressed and panicked from the bottom of his heart.

He could hardly deny that Phoebe meant different to him.

However, he still had concerns about her...

Stanford turned around. His face was like arctic ice.

He pressed his lips stiffly. “For me, Florence is the only one for me to grasp, protect, and treasure. She’s the only daughter of our Fraser family, the baby I love the most.

“Ernest Hawkins, think I don’t know what you are planning huh? Do you think I’ll understand you as long as I fall in love with Phoebe? So that I could forgive you and make your wish come true?”

His words were quite harsh, directly exposing Ernest’s purpose.

Ernest stood upright expressionlessly, looking quite calm.

He didn’t deny or object.

Stanford gazed at him, curling up his lips into an ironic smile. He was overflowing with anger.

He said in a sharp tone that was like a thorn, “Dream on!

her up, or took care of her, that was what I should do to make up

are lies. She can’t be possibly forgiven. There won’t be anything between Phoebe and me.

implying that there was no

Ernest’s eyes became

...

room, the lights were out.

window,

other’s hands and

had experienced in the past few weeks, Phoebe turned to her. Feeling sorry, she

on Florence’s shoulder and said hoarsely between sobs, “Flory, you’ve suffered

calls from the death and was seriously wounded.

would encounter those things, and nor had she expected that Florence, who

stared at the dim ceiling, pressing her lips

Ernest was always with me, I didn’t suffer

Florence, no matter how much she had suffered, it

that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest was dead, how

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

planning to do next? I could tell that,

spoke, Phoebe couldn’t help but

life for Florence. He loved her truly. Also, because of him, Florence was rescued. Ernest was

was so huge and he treated Florence so sincerely, Stanford

with things. He required everything to

understood that Stanford wouldn’t forgive her at all for she deceived him

and the glow still shone

work now,

slightly raised her head to look at Florence. In the dark, she could almost clearly

hope

the fighting spirit and confidence

if your brother is quite stubborn

the possibility

was the most stubborn man

had thought about the possibility, but she didn’t want to be bothered by

silent for a moment and whispered, “My life belongs to Ernest. I’ll be

If the worst comes to the worst, I won’t get married in

dream and where they belonged in

Ernest. However, if her bridegroom wouldn’t be Ernest, the marriage meant nothing