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.

lifted. By instinct,

him. “What... what are you

I’m sending

walked out

arms, Florence smelt

twinkled. She asked, “Have you finished

They hadn’t.

his lips. He said naturally, “You should go

could have another discussion

at his overbearing face, Florence felt warmth in her

She was also worried.

a weak

discussion. Just go back and sleep, Flory,” Stanford

hear

complicated glance at Ernest. They were discussing something that could benefit Ernest, but he

Ernest was somewhat

was indeed not a

Stanford liked

Florence was still

soon left the

another figure was trying to

“Stop.”

daggers

bowing

“Stanford, haven’t we done the discussion? I

escape here and run as far as he

stared daggers at him

Florence and Ernest can do that kind of thing, are there

If that happened,

whether Ernest could survive, Stanford didn’t have the

looked at

in fact in this era, it often happened that an unmarried couple would

implied that Stanford didn’t need to

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

hadn’t married, they shouldn’t have sex. As long as they had sex, they must be responsible

to any single word

I asked if there are any other methods,”

Collin felt depressed.

while and answered, “Well,

was delighted. Since there were three methods, Florence wouldn’t need to

continued calmly, “First -- when Ernest’s disease broke up,