My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“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, he could take her away from

grasp the chance to get the herb. He wouldn’t be here most of the time. Florence’s ankle was injured, so the wheelchair would make it

down, Ernest naturally stood behind the wheelchair, pushing her

woman and Bonnie gaped

serve the men all their lives. Usually, they would do everything for men, and the

willing to push the wheelchair for Florence, which was a

keep calm any longer. She rushed

Hawkins, please let

immediately. Dodging from the woman’s

getting

gritting her teeth while watching

in angry, “What a

deep, twinkling with

say, “I envy

“Pak!”

got a slap across her face. Palm print

forget our family rules! Do you want to become that kind

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

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

the woman

both Florence and he

to extremely. He couldn’t help tightening his pinch on the wheelchair with his knuckled fingers, almost

cursed by others in

who had the balls to speak those words would have lost their tongues already. However, his goal hadn’t been achieved

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

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

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

him gently, he felt as

voice was so tender as well, which

answered in a

enough, Florence did guess

again, “Then, it should be almost

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