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.

handsome face now had a dark cloud shrouding

a while, when the woman was slowly losing her consciousness only did he let go of his

finally secured her freedom as she held

out a sigh of relief as he promised, “Mr. Walker, you can be

anything wrong. It’s

“Shut up! “

as you guys. She’s an outsider, and her life is totally different from

she should obey

had the urge to slap this

courting death for bullying Florence in front of

filthy mouth

useless persuasion as

lot of strength as that woman immediately stumbled to the

forget to shoot a resentful glance in Florence’s

Florence remained speechless.

too.

my wife is very ignorant and has caused you

smiles when talking to Florence. He

husband, and he was the one who

fact, he could be considered as

Florence was someone who could rationalize on things. Furthermore, Andrew was

on her face as she shook

to see you. Thank you

duty. I am able to stay alive

of gratitude in his eyes when

Florence pursed her lips.

curious. This man named Andrew looked like a very good person and he

alike in terms of

arm is still bleeding. You should

cut open and was still gushing out

finally registered the sensation of pain

want to linger any longer due to the fact that no women here had good

sudden pain that came from her

“What’s wrong?”

frowned and asked worriedly.

think I sprained my calf

grimace looked even more severe now. It was

offered, “I have medicine