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 his

when the woman was slowly losing her consciousness only did he

freedom as she held

Walker, you can be rest assured, it’s my wife here who was ignorant. I will

do anything wrong. It’s this brat

“Shut up! “

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

should obey the rules here.” The woman

man’s face grew gloomier by the second. He almost had the urge to slap this stupid bitch to death on the

bullying Florence in front of Ernest.

filthy

his useless persuasion as he

strength as that woman immediately stumbled to the

forget to

Florence remained speechless.

it out. At first, Ernest was planning to kill this woman, and then her husband beat her up too. Despite all

am really sorry that my wife

was all smiles when talking to Florence. He extended his hand to her,

one who had saved Ernest from

be considered as both hers and

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

a smile on her face

see you. Thank you for

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

flashed a smile and there was a light of gratitude in his eyes when he

Florence pursed her lips.

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

nothing alike

still bleeding. You should

at Florence’s arm which was cut open and

registered the sensation of

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

and was about to leave when a sudden pain that came

“What’s wrong?”

and asked

helpless, “I think I sprained my

now. It was

offered, “I have medicine at home.