My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“It’s me. Florence Fraser!”

Florence raised her tone and said to the person behind the door loudly, “Let me in. Open the door! Now!”

No matter who was in the room, Florence could almost be sure that Ernest was in there as well.

He was in danger, obviously.

Upon hearing Florence’s yell, Dolores suddenly stiffed. Blood drained from her pale face immediately.

Florence had come!

If Florence knew what she was doing and what kind of situation Ernest was in now, Dolores was sure that Florence would definitely kill her.

However, she hadn’t had sex with Ernest successfully. Since she wasn’t Ernest’s woman, no one could protect her in the end.

Dolores believed that she was doomed.

She was so horrified, rolling her eyes rapidly. In the end, she gazed at the lock of the door.

At this moment, she could have only one way out by having sex with Ernest successfully.

Since the bodyguards were guarding outside, and the lock would be difficult to open, it would take a long time for Florence to break in. However, the door of the bathroom was different -- if she forcibly smashed it, it would be far easier.

Under the drug effect, Ernest shouldn’t have much energy now. If she forced him...

Dolores was a decisive woman. As she thought of it, she started taking an action.

She found something made of the stone in the study, which wasn’t big nor small. Holding it, she started to smash the lock of the bathroom door.

“Bang!”

The sound was quite obvious.

Florence could clearly hear it. Frowning deeply, she roared, “What are you doing?”

“Bang! Bang!”

She heard the determined hitting sound which had been sped up.

Outside the study, Florence couldn’t tell what on earth was smashed on, but the sound made her quite uneasy under such a circumstance.

Obviously, the person inside the study didn’t have the intention to open the door.

only rely

such a panic that she was like

woman would do something to harm Ernest if she was

she was wondering, the more

Hurry up!” she

seemed that the matter had

anything but just stood there

to buy more

hoped that

“Give me the key!”

bear it any longer. Reaching out, she wanted to

They took a few steps back and distanced themselves from

don’t have the

the key, why would they dodge

The sounds of smashing from the room made her

she was walking on the edge of the cliff and could fall at

couldn’t delay it any

two bodyguards determined, she asked, “Will you give it

shook their heads determinedly. “We truly don’t have it... Ah! Miss Fraser, what are you doing?

in front of them almost scared their eyeballs

There was already a cut on her wrist, on which the blood

words between her teeth. “Give me the

tightly. If she increased her strength, the wound

was just a small wound for the professional bodyguards, but it was on Florence’s wrist,

precious baby in their master and hostess. They would be quite

must be so angry

worried if they would be skinned

on the end, they didn’t dare to delay any longer. Immediately, they pulled out the key and held it to

Please put down the knife. Don’t hurt

She didn’t expect that her

she had known it, she would have used

key, turned around, and opened the

at the cut on her wrist and suggested in

same time, she opened the door with

as she opened the door, she heard a crack sound as

only to find a strange pretty woman, who was holding a statue made of stone. The doorknob on the bathroom door in front of

was a crack on the