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.

could only rely

in such a panic that she was like a cat

wondered if that woman would do something to harm Ernest if she was forced

she was wondering, the more Florence

Hurry up!”

pale. It seemed that the matter had been developing to

to do anything but

wanted to

that Dolores

“Give me the key!”

longer. Reaching out, she wanted to grab the

few steps back and distanced themselves

don’t have the key, Miss

key,

sounds of smashing from the

edge of the cliff and could fall at any

delay

at the two bodyguards determined, she asked, “Will you give it to

determinedly. “We truly

front of them almost scared their eyeballs

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

her teeth. “Give me the key!

If she increased her strength, the wound would go deeper and

wound for the professional bodyguards, but it was on

and hostess. They would be quite nervous and panicked if she was sick, let alone now

be so angry and

realizing it, the bodyguards were worried if they would be

hair standing on the end, they didn’t dare to delay any longer. Immediately, they pulled out the

Please put down

expect that her self-harming trick could work

known it, she

she grabbed the key, turned around, and opened the

and suggested in a weak

directly refused. At the same

soon as she opened the door, she heard a crack sound as if something

statue made of stone. The

crack on the door