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

he let go of his hand, which caused the woman to topple

finally secured her freedom as she held her neck and

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

wrong. It’s

“Shut up! “

not the same as you guys. She’s an outsider, and her life

obey the rules

grew gloomier by the second. He almost had the

was really courting death for bullying Florence in front of Ernest.

your filthy

man finally stopped his useless persuasion as

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

trap but she didn’t forget

Florence remained speechless.

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

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

was all smiles when talking to Florence.

and he was the one

as

was someone who could rationalize on things. Furthermore, Andrew

a smile on her face as she shook

see you. Thank you for

of my duty. I am able

light of gratitude in his eyes when he spoke of

Florence pursed her lips.

very good person and he

were nothing alike in

is still bleeding. You should

looked at Florence’s arm which was cut open and

registered the sensation of pain at

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

about to leave when a sudden

“What’s wrong?”

and asked

was a little helpless, “I think I sprained my calf when I fell down just now.

It was already his limit for not killing this

noticed his anger as he hastily offered, “I have