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 on

uneasy, Florence as in such a panic that she was like a cat

something to harm Ernest if

she was wondering, the

door now! Hurry up!”

that the matter had been

anything but just stood

to buy

that Dolores could

“Give me the key!”

couldn’t bear it any longer. Reaching out, she wanted to grab the

They took a few steps back

have the key,

the key, why

so annoyed. The sounds of smashing from the room made

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

delay it any

she asked, “Will you give it to me or

the bodyguards were panicked, but they still shook their heads determinedly. “We truly don’t have it... Ah! Miss Fraser, what are

of them almost scared their

was already a cut on her wrist, on which

between her teeth. “Give me the key! Or I’ll

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

the professional bodyguards, but

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

be so angry and

the bodyguards were worried if they

delay any longer. Immediately, they pulled

key. Please

didn’t expect that her self-harming trick could

known it, she would have

grabbed the key, turned around, and opened

two bodyguards stared at the cut on her wrist and suggested in a weak tone, “Miss Fraser,

necessary,” Florence directly refused. At the same time, she opened the door with the

the door, she heard a crack sound as if something

find a strange pretty woman, who was holding a statue

was a crack on the