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.

had a dark

consciousness only did he let go of

secured her freedom as she held her neck

Walker, you can be rest

wrong. It’s

“Shut up! “

man reprimanded his wife while in a foul mood, “Florence is not the same as you guys. She’s an outsider, and her life is totally different

in Raflad now, she should obey the rules here.” The woman was

almost had the urge to slap this stupid bitch to death on

courting death for bullying Florence in front of Ernest.

filthy mouth

man finally stopped his useless persuasion as

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

forget to shoot a

Florence remained speechless.

her up too. Despite all that, not only did this woman harbor no hatred for those two men, she directed all

wife is very ignorant and has

a split second, that man was all smiles when talking to Florence. He extended his hand to her, “I

was this woman’s husband, and he was the one who

as both hers

woman, Florence was someone

a smile on her

to see you. Thank you for saving

I am able to stay alive all

smile and there was a light of gratitude in his eyes when he spoke of Collin.

Florence pursed her lips.

and he had impeccable manners too. However, why did

alike in terms of

You should

at Florence’s arm which was cut open and was still gushing out

registered the sensation of pain

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

nodded and was about to leave when a sudden pain that came from her calf jolted her.

“What’s wrong?”

frowned and asked

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

now. It was already his

as he hastily offered, “I have medicine at home.