My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

countless women had tried on it, but Florence was the only one who could hold it.

She had shown the beauty of the dress to the extreme.

Only then did they know that Florence's beauty was top-notch. She could be as lovely as a fairy, and could be as elegant as a queen.

Bonnie covered her mouth and mumbled in disbelief.

"How could the humble girl be so pretty? Her temperament is even better than that of a princess."

She always thought that the princess was the most beautiful woman in Raflad, and no one could compete with the princess.

But now, for the first time, Bonnie was wavering.

When Florence wore the dress, she was nervous. She was afraid that she could not handle the dress.

Now the people's reaction made her feel relieved.

She stepped on her high heels to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at herself.

Her temperament had changed in an instant and she was aggressive like a queen.

She could not help wondering that she could look like this.

As she was lost in thought, a tall figure suddenly appeared in her behind and kept close to her.

Florence was startled by the strange smell of the man and immediately dodged, but the man's hand pressed on her shoulder and pinned her to the spot.

Florence could not move. The man's approach made her very nervous.

She said in a flustered tone, "Hey, what are you doing? Stay away from me!"

The man looked straight at Florence through the mirror, and raised an evil smile.

"Flory, call me Hector from now on."

He spoke so suggestively that he was like her husband.

Florence's scalp was tingling.

name at all. She just wanted

go of me. Don't get

get used

Hector Bradley put his hands around Florence's neck and held her

the mirror, they looked as

face resting on Florence's shoulder, he whispered, "We're getting married

face turned dark, and she

not agree. We are not in a

"I'm sure he'll agree."

stared at Florence straight. His

me. Since you like me so much, Raflad will definitely agree to our

her brother had

was speechless by what he said. It had nothing to do

was just trying to beat the princess who kept

before they hatch. Don't be

by word hatefully, resisting the urge to throw Hector out. "It's time to go now," reminded

held round Florence's shoulders, reluctant

women around him, nor had he much interest in them, for at Raflad, women were just tools of

feelings, who would have

for years, he had not been

suddenly discovered that it

his most primitive impulse that he wanted to hold her and take her to

at Florence more and more deeply and

froze and she became

was not trying to do something to her with everyone

customs of the country. With Hector's noble identity, it was very likely that no one dared to stop him even if he wanted to do

so sad that she didn't

without thinking much, she

"Hiss! It hurts!"

immediately let

at Florence gloomily, "Are you a