My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest slightly raised his eyebrows. Obviously, he was quite surprised.

Stanford’s face was darkened directly. He snapped, “I dare you to come again!”

Collin couldn’t help shivering.

He didn’t have the guts to repeat what he said just now at all.

He explained in a weak tone, “The genetic disease in the Turner family was a weird disease from our ancestors. It could be only cured by the mating of descendants. Since giving birth to the later generation could cure the disease completely, mating would relieve the impact as well...”

“Shut the fuck up!” Stanford roared in anger. He was so furious that he wanted to throw a punch on Colin.

Collin’s mouth corners kept twitching. It was indeed difficult to be a doctor. He just told the truth, but his life was in danger.

“Hmm... What’s going on?”

Florence was woken up by their voices. She looked at the three men dizzily.

She just took a nap, wondering why Stanford would want to kill Collin so suddenly. What had happened?

Stanford instantly stiffed. He put away his fist in difficulty. Pressing his thin lips, he tried his best to hold back his anger.

With an extremely awkward look, he answered, “Nothing.”

“Nothing? Why did you want to hit Collin?”

Florence frowned in confusion. Her gaze swept among the three men continuously. She didn’t believe it at all.

Stanford’s eyes twinkling. He felt annoyed, guilty.

He wouldn’t want Florence to know about the fact. Otherwise, she would become extremely determined to go to find the herbs with them.

However, according to Collin’s words, if Florence wouldn’t go with them, once Ernest’s disease broke up, it would be quite troublesome.

Stanford was unwilling to let his younger sister become Ernest’s antidote. He couldn’t help cursing inwardly.

“Stanford, what on earth has happened?”

Florence became more confused. She sobered up and was about to stand up from the sofa.

Stanford stiffed, looking more awkward.

He didn’t know how to answer Florence’s question.

While Stanford was in a dilemma, Ernest strode over to Florence. He bent over, lifted her, and carried her in his arms.

being lifted. By instinct, she wrapped her arms around

gaped at him. “What... what are you

I’m sending you

he spoke, Ernest walked out with

smelt his breath and blushed

asked, “Have

They hadn’t.

said naturally, “You should go to bed

have

Florence felt warmth in her

She was also worried.

said in a weak tone, “I’m just

go back and sleep, Flory,” Stanford interrupted Florence in

Florence shouldn’t hear what

of that, Stanford cast a complicated glance at Ernest. They were discussing something that could benefit Ernest, but he was even willing to interrupt Florence from overhearing

that Ernest was

indeed not a

Stanford

although Florence

soon left the

figure was trying to sneak out secretly from

“Stop.”

daggers

bowing and

slowly with a flattery smile. “Stanford, haven’t we done the discussion? I still have something to deal with. I should

to escape here and run as far

daggers

that kind of

that happened,

Stanford didn’t have

looked at

long while, he answered, “Stanford, in fact in this era, it often

implied that Stanford didn’t need

darkened again. He clenched his hand tightly, trying his best effort to suppress the impulse to beat Collin to

hadn’t married, they shouldn’t have

any single word that

crap. I asked if there are any

Collin felt depressed.

hesitated for a short while and answered, “Well, there should be

Stanford was delighted. Since there were three methods, Florence

Ernest’s disease broke