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

a panic that she was like a cat on

something to harm Ernest if she was forced too

was wondering, the more

the door now! Hurry up!”

quite pale. It seemed that the matter had been

to do anything but

to

hoped that

“Give me the key!”

any longer. Reaching out, she wanted to grab the key from the

took a few steps back and

have the key, Miss

they hadn’t had the key, why

frowned, feeling so annoyed. The sounds of smashing

the edge of the cliff

delay it any

bodyguards determined, she asked,

heads determinedly. “We truly

happened in front of them almost scared

was already a cut on her wrist, on which the blood was flowing out from the

Florence squeezed words between her teeth.

was clung to her skin tightly. If she increased her strength, the wound would

for the professional bodyguards, but

in their master and hostess. They would be quite nervous and panicked if she was sick, let

must be so

the bodyguards were worried if

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

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expect that her self-harming trick could work so

known it, she would have used it

the key, turned around, and opened the

two bodyguards stared at the cut on her wrist and suggested in a weak tone, “Miss Fraser, why don’t

directly refused. At the same time, she opened the door

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

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

a crack on