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!

look for Phoebe, picked her up, or took care of her, that was what I should do to make up to her. However, it doesn’t mean that

be possibly forgiven. There won’t be anything between Phoebe and me. You’d better give

was

an instant, Ernest’s eyes became

...

the lights were out. Darkness

of the window,

each other’s hands

in the past few weeks, Phoebe turned to her. Feeling

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

calls from the death and was

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

stared at the dim

Ernest was always with me, I didn’t suffer

Florence, no matter how much she had suffered, it couldn’t compare to the happiness that Ernest

she still couldn’t dare to recall when she saw Ernest’s broken pen at that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

“What are Ernest and you planning to do next? I could tell that, Mr.

spoke, Phoebe couldn’t help but sympathize with Ernest of

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

treated Florence so sincerely, Stanford still didn’t allow them

was when dealing with things. He required everything to be done

all for she deceived him and hid the

lips, and the glow still

“Although it still doesn’t work now, my brother

the dark, she could

the hope and

spirit and confidence that Phoebe

if your brother is quite stubborn and wouldn’t agree at

and the

stubborn man Phoebe had ever

away. In fact, she had thought about the possibility, but she didn’t want to be bothered by such a

whispered, “My life belongs to Ernest. I’ll be

up, either. If the worst comes

dream and where they belonged in their

that she could get married to Ernest. However, if her bridegroom wouldn’t be Ernest, the marriage meant nothing to her