My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 693: Hard to Imagine

“My younger sister had been raised in affection. Of course, she’s more squeamish than you are,” said Ernest in a cold tone.

With a cold and aloof look, he looked at the woman coldly.

“You don’t deserve to compare yourself to her.”

He proudly defended Florence without concealing anything.

The woman was shocked and frightened. Her face became pale as if she had heard something shocking and unbelievable.

She was shocked that Ernest cared and doted Florence so much, making the latter not like a woman at all. She was frightened that Ernest didn’t feel ashamed while defending Florence so much.

However, the way that Ernest treated Florence was totally different from other men treated women in their country. When the woman was shocked and frightened, she faintly envied Florence as well.

She wished if her husband could treat her in this way... She even dared not to imagine it.

“So handsome...”

Standing next to them, Bonnie looked at Ernest obsessively, almost drooling.

It turned out besides being as fierce and cold as her father and elder brother, a man could be so doting and tender.

She even started to envy the fragile Florence.

Ignoring the woman, Ernest looked at Florence tenderly, “You must be hungry. I’ll take you for lunch.”

Florence’s grievance suffered because the woman immediately vanished under Ernest’s attitude and defense.

She nodded obediently, “Okay.”

She pressed on the bed and stood on one foot.

Immediately, Ernest helped her up and let her sit in the wheelchair carefully.

He looked at Florence in the wheelchair and his eyes were full of hidden bitterness.

He couldn’t hold her or dote on her in public, which made him feel so depressed and irritated.

soon. After a few days,

here most of the time. Florence’s ankle was injured, so

down, Ernest naturally stood behind the wheelchair, pushing her

and Bonnie gaped

serve the men all their lives. Usually, they would

the wheelchair for Florence, which was a cheap and humble

couldn’t keep calm any longer. She

please let me do

woman’s

wheels rolled, getting farther and

woman was standing motionlessly, gritting her teeth while

in angry,

eyes were deep,

say, “I envy her

“Pak!”

her face. Palm print

her fiercely and screamed abuse at her, “Don’t forget our family rules! Do you want to become that kind of

up

mean that. Women are born to serve men. We can never cause trouble and become burdens for men. Florence Fraser is the scum of women. I feel ashamed for

hearing it, the

so both Florence and

tightening his pinch on the wheelchair with his knuckled fingers,

cursed by

past, people who had the balls to speak those words would have lost their tongues already. However, his goal hadn’t been achieved yet. For Florence’s safety

different and got too many enemies, when he was not around, nobody could guarantee

the cold and threatening anger emanated from Ernest, and her expression changed

“What kind of customs

hand was soft. When she gripped him gently, he felt

voice was so tender as well, which

suppressed the boiling anger in his chest and answered

Florence did guess

almost the same as the

period, men left home and worked as the master. Most women were staying in the families almost all the time, taking care of their husbands

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