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

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

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

Ernest’s eyes

...

room, the lights were out. Darkness blanketed

out of the window, two

each other’s hands and

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

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

a few close calls from the death and

expected that Florence, who grew up in peace and happiness, would

Florence stared at the dim ceiling,

Ernest was always

how much she had suffered, it couldn’t

she saw Ernest’s broken pen at that time and when Benjamin kept nagging

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

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

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

truly. Also, because of him, Florence was rescued. Ernest was truly

so huge and he treated Florence so sincerely,

with things.

her at all for she deceived him and hid the

and the glow still

now, my

her head to look at Florence. In the dark, she could almost clearly see the glow in Florence’s

the hope and

fighting spirit and confidence that Phoebe

concerns, “Flory, what if your brother

the possibility of happening should be

was the most stubborn

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

was silent for a moment and whispered, “My life belongs to Ernest. I’ll be with him only in my

the worst comes to the

women’s dream and where they belonged in

However, if her bridegroom wouldn’t be