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!

to look for Phoebe, picked her up, or took care of her, that was what I should

possibly forgiven. There won’t be anything between Phoebe and

there was

Ernest’s eyes

...

Florence’s room, the lights were out.

from the out of the window, two

each other’s hands and

listening to Florence and getting to know what she had experienced in the past few weeks, Phoebe turned to her.

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

few close calls from the death and was seriously wounded. Her experience was way too

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

the dark, Florence stared at the dim ceiling,

always with me, I

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

that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest was dead, how despaired she was while she almost broke

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

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

couldn’t help but sympathize with Ernest of

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

Florence so sincerely, Stanford still didn’t allow them to be

dealing with things. He required everything to

understood that Stanford wouldn’t forgive her at all for

lips, and the glow still shone in her

said confidently, “Although it still doesn’t work now, my brother would definitely

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

hope

was the fighting spirit and

your brother is quite stubborn and wouldn’t

happen, and the possibility of

most stubborn

possibility, but she

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

won’t give up, either. If the

women’s dream and where they belonged in their

could get married to Ernest. However, if her bridegroom wouldn’t be Ernest,