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

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

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

instant, Ernest’s eyes

...

were

the out of the window, two figures were lying

other’s hands and

listening to Florence and getting to know what she had experienced in the past

Florence’s shoulder and said hoarsely

and was

had never expected that Florence would encounter those things, and nor had she expected that Florence, who grew up in

dark, Florence stared at the dim ceiling, pressing her

was always with

no matter how much she had suffered, it couldn’t

pen at that time and when Benjamin kept nagging that Ernest was dead, how despaired

Phoebe’s eyes twinkled.

you planning to do next? I could tell that, Mr. Fraser...

help but sympathize

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

and he treated Florence so sincerely, Stanford still didn’t

when dealing with things.

all for she deceived him and hid

and the glow still

now, my

raised her head to look at Florence. In the dark, she could

hope and

fighting spirit

if your brother is quite

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

was the most stubborn

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

life belongs to Ernest. I’ll

agree, I won’t give up, either. If the worst comes to the

dream and where they belonged in

However, if her bridegroom wouldn’t