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

he needed to grasp the chance to get the herb. He wouldn’t be here most of the time. Florence’s ankle was injured, so the

down, Ernest naturally stood behind

and Bonnie

men all their lives.

Ernest, a superior man, was willing to push the

calm any longer.

let

the woman’s reached hands, he pushed

getting farther and

was standing motionlessly, gritting her teeth while watching their receding

cursed in angry, “What

deep, twinkling with

couldn’t help but say,

“Pak!”

across her face.

screamed abuse at her, “Don’t forget

her reddened cheek, tears welling up in her eyes.

that. Women are born to serve men. We can never cause trouble and become burdens

the

didn’t walk quite fast, so both Florence and he heard the conversation between the woman and

face was darkened to extremely. He couldn’t help tightening his pinch on the wheelchair with his

girlfriend be cursed by

who had the balls to speak those words would have lost their

different and got too many enemies, when

felt the cold and threatening anger emanated from Ernest, and her expression changed a bit. Turning slightly, she grabbed

bright smile, she asked curiously, “What kind of customs here?

she gripped him gently, he felt as if he was

was so tender as well,

anger in his chest and answered in

Florence

again, “Then, it should be almost the

ancient period, men left home and worked as the master. Most women were staying in the families

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