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!

took care of her, that was what I should do to make up to her. However, it doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t

She can’t be possibly forgiven. There won’t be anything between Phoebe

stressed each syllable affirmatively, implying that there was no possibility to

instant, Ernest’s eyes

...

were out.

moonlight from the out of the window, two figures were lying on

other’s hands and

had experienced in the past few

her head on Florence’s shoulder and said hoarsely between sobs,

calls from the death and was seriously wounded. Her

and nor had she expected that Florence, who grew up in peace and happiness, would

Florence stared at the dim ceiling, pressing her

Ernest was always with me,

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

Ernest’s broken pen at that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest was dead,

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

I could

help but sympathize with

his life for Florence. He loved her truly. Also, because

huge and he treated Florence so sincerely, Stanford

dealing with things. He required everything

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

lips, and the

it still doesn’t work now,

at Florence. In the dark, she could almost clearly see the

was the hope

was the fighting spirit and confidence that Phoebe

if your brother is quite

happen, and the possibility of happening

stubborn man Phoebe

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

moment and whispered, “My life belongs to Ernest. I’ll be with him only in

the worst comes

most women’s dream and where they belonged in their

if her bridegroom