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.

now had a dark cloud shrouding

the woman was slowly losing her consciousness only did he let

as she

as he promised, “Mr. Walker, you can be rest assured, it’s my wife

do anything wrong.

“Shut up! “

a foul mood, “Florence is not the same as you guys. She’s an outsider,

Raflad now, she should obey the rules here.”

the urge to slap this stupid

bullying Florence in front of Ernest.

your filthy

finally stopped his useless persuasion as he kicked the woman

lot of strength as that woman immediately

trap but she didn’t forget to shoot a resentful glance

Florence remained speechless.

planning to kill this woman, and then her husband beat her up too. Despite all that, not only did this woman harbor no hatred for those

am really sorry that my wife is very ignorant and has caused you

was all smiles when talking to Florence. He extended his

this woman’s husband, and he was the one who had saved Ernest from an irretrievable

considered as both hers and Ernest’s savior.

hands of that woman, Florence was someone

her face

see you. Thank you for saving us.”

of my duty. I am able to stay alive all because of

a light of gratitude

Florence pursed her lips.

really curious. This man named Andrew looked like a very good person and he had impeccable manners too. However, why did

were nothing alike in terms of

still bleeding. You should apply

looked at Florence’s arm which was cut open and was

finally registered the sensation of pain at that

didn’t want to linger any longer due to the fact

to leave when a sudden pain that

“What’s wrong?”

and asked

I sprained my calf when

was already his limit for not killing this

he hastily offered, “I have medicine at home. Let’s