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!

of her, that was

She can’t be possibly forgiven. There won’t be anything between Phoebe and me. You’d

implying that there was

Ernest’s eyes

...

Florence’s room, the lights were

of the window, two figures were lying on the bed,

other’s

what she had experienced in the past few weeks, Phoebe turned

said hoarsely between sobs, “Flory, you’ve suffered a

few close calls from the death and was seriously wounded.

would encounter those things, and nor had she expected that

at the dim ceiling, pressing her lips into a happy

“Since Ernest was always with me, I

matter how much she had suffered, it couldn’t compare to the happiness that

now, she still couldn’t dare to recall when she saw Ernest’s broken pen at that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest was dead, how despaired she was

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

planning to do next? I could tell that, Mr. Fraser... your brother still can’t accept

couldn’t help but sympathize with

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

Florence so sincerely, Stanford still didn’t allow

with things. He required everything to be

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

lips, and the glow still shone in

now, my brother would definitely agree

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

was the hope and

fighting spirit and confidence that Phoebe

said with concerns, “Flory, what if your brother is quite

kind of situation might happen, and the possibility of happening should

most stubborn

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

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

up, either. If the

was most women’s dream and where they belonged

if her bridegroom