My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest’s face remained unchanged as his gaze was exuding a cold and murderous light.

Only God knew how eager he wanted to tear those people apart the moment he arrived and saw Florence getting chained and beaten by a huge bat.

It was only a short time he was away, yet his woman was getting tortured in such a way!

Damn it!

These people deserved to die.

Ernest’s eyes remained hard and gloomy, and the strength he exerted into his fists slowly increased.

He looked like the Ashura at the moment with the kind of aura his body was giving out.

The woman’s face was an increasing shade of purple, and it felt like she was going to spit out blood next. Her mouth was agape but no sound of begging even came out of it.

Her eyes began to roll in agony.

This was the first time Florence had witnessed Ernest wanting to get his hands dirty, especially when it came to killing.

He was really frightening like a God of war looming over everything.

At the same time, she felt strangely relieved in his presence.

Despite that, knowing that murder was against the law, she didn’t want him to dirty his hands just for her sake.

Seeing that the woman was going to heave her last breath, she wanted to stop this from going overboard but at this moment another voice intercepted her.

“Mr. Hawkins, stop right there!”

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, and he was wearing a very immaculate shirt. He gave the impression of nobility.

That man hurried over and started to beg, “Mr. Walker, my damned wife has done something wrong, and I will definitely punish her greatly! Please spare her life for my sake.”

Ernest’s brows furrowed while his sculpted fingers continued to strangle the woman.

The woman’s pupils were nowhere to be seen anymore and she was on the verge of losing her breath.

That man almost had a headache as he anxiously added, “Mr. Walker, I know that we have incurred your wrath, but if you kill someone just because of a girl, your girl would become the public enemy of every woman in this area. That would only make things difficult for her in the future.”

When he finished his sentence, Ernest’s fingers which was taut with strength jolted for a moment.

face now had a dark cloud shrouding his

the woman was slowly losing her consciousness only did he let go of his

woman finally secured her freedom as she held her neck and coughed uncontrollably.

be rest assured, it’s my wife here who was ignorant. I will make sure to

didn’t do anything wrong. It’s this brat

“Shut up! “

you guys. She’s an outsider, and her life is totally different from ours. Don’t apply your methods and perspectives on

she’s in Raflad now, she should obey the

almost had the urge to slap this stupid bitch to

was really courting death for bullying Florence in front

filthy mouth

finally stopped his useless persuasion

did put in a lot of strength as that woman immediately stumbled

her trap but she didn’t forget to shoot

Florence remained speechless.

kill this woman, and then her husband beat her up too. Despite all that,

Fraser, I am really sorry that my wife is

all smiles when talking to Florence. He extended his hand to

husband, and he was the one who had saved Ernest

could be considered as both hers

suffered in the hands of that woman, Florence was

her face as she

Thank you for saving

part of my duty. I am able to stay alive

and there was a light of gratitude in his

Florence pursed her lips.

good person and he had impeccable manners too. However, why did his wife has

were nothing alike in terms of

bleeding. You should

looked at Florence’s arm which was cut

of pain

linger any longer due to the fact that no

was about to leave when a sudden pain

“What’s wrong?”

frowned and asked

a little helpless, “I think I sprained my calf when I

was

anger as he hastily offered, “I have medicine at