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.

at all. She just wanted to draw a clear line with

"Let go of

get used

around Florence's neck

the mirror, they looked as intimate as

his face resting on Florence's shoulder, he

freaked out. Her face turned dark, and she almost cursed

not in a relationship until my

"I'm sure he'll agree."

the mirror and stared at Florence straight.

you like me so much, Raflad will definitely agree

her brother had to

It had nothing

to beat the

count your chickens before they hatch. Don't be

the urge to

round Florence's shoulders, reluctant

he much interest in them, for at Raflad, women were just tools

would have

of himself that for years, he had not

moment, he suddenly discovered that

his most primitive impulse that he wanted to hold

looked at Florence more and more deeply and

and she

something to her with everyone watching, was

the country. With Hector's noble identity, it was very likely that no one dared to

she didn't even have

scalp numb and without thinking much, she

"Hiss! It hurts!"

of pain, Hector immediately let go of

arms and glared at Florence gloomily,