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.

knowing his name at all. She just wanted to draw a clear line with him

impatiently. "Let go of me. Don't get so

to get used to

put his hands around Florence's

looked as

shoulder, he whispered, "We're getting married

freaked out. Her face turned dark, and

might not agree. We are not in

"I'm sure he'll agree."

the mirror and stared at Florence straight.

well just to be with me. Since you

brother had

had nothing to do with him for her to dress so

to beat the princess who

they hatch. Don't be happy before my brother

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

held round Florence's shoulders, reluctant

had never had women around him, nor had he much interest in them, for at Raflad, women were just tools of

who would have feelings for

himself that for years, he had not been

discovered that it felt so good to

most primitive impulse that he wanted

more and

and

something to her with

clear about the rules and customs of the country. With Hector's noble identity, it was very likely that

sad that she didn't even have

numb and without thinking much, she suddenly bowed

"Hiss! It hurts!"

of pain, Hector immediately

covered his arms and glared at