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.

a few days, he could take her away from

most of the time. Florence’s ankle was injured, so the wheelchair would make it more

Florence sat down, Ernest naturally stood behind

woman and Bonnie

needed to serve the men all their lives. Usually, they would do

willing to push the wheelchair for Florence, which was a cheap and

keep calm any longer. She

Hawkins, please let me do

necessary,” Ernest refused immediately. Dodging from the woman’s reached hands, he pushed Florence

rolled, getting farther and

her teeth

in angry, “What

eyes were deep, twinkling

but say, “I envy

“Pak!”

a slap across her face. Palm print appeared on

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

reddened cheek, tears welling up in her eyes. She immediately

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

the

both Florence and he heard the conversation

his pinch on

his girlfriend be cursed by

who had the balls to speak those words would have lost their tongues already. However, his

many enemies, when he was not

from Ernest, and

she asked curiously, “What kind of customs here? Are

gripped him gently, he felt as

tender as well, which eased his

boiling anger in his chest and answered

Florence did guess

should be almost the

and worked as the master. Most women were staying in the

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255