My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

However, as Hector was getting more experienced in washing clothes, he suddenly stopped. His face distorted.

Almost reflexively, Hector stood up and took several steps back.

"What are those things?"

His voice almost had broken.

Going along Hector's sight, people were surprised to see that half of the clothes left in the basin were actually all socks.

The most importantly, they gathered together and gave off a sour and disgusting smell.

Those people standing in the front row couldn't help but make sound of vomiting when smelling it.

"Oh damn it. They're too smelly!"

"Whose socks are they? I can't believe they can emit such a stink smell to such a degree! There are so many of them piling together. They are almost as powerful as nuclear weapons."

"I can't stand it. Hurry stepping back. Hurry. I am almost suffocated to death."

People covered their noses shouting and weren't feeling well. They stepped back for five or six meters at the fastest speed.

And at this moment, Hector still stood on the stage. His face twisted in disgust. He forced himself not to run away too far to vomit.

He looked at Ernest with twisted look on his face and covered his nose and mouth. He said in a muffled voice. "You take wrong things here, don't you, bro? These socks were quite stinky. Ask someone to take them away quickly."

The platform was big. Ernest's position was on the edge of positive direction, which was six or seven meters' away from the nuclear-weapon-like socks.

There didn't have big effects when the smell came to his position.

Ernest looked at Hector unflinchingly. He asked him with mouths opening slightly. "What do you say? I can't hear you."

Hector became dazed for a second. Although he covered his mouth when speaking, his voice was very loud and he uttered words clearly. How come Ernest couldn't hear him?

He was depressed.

Florence was upstairs and couldn't help laughing out.

She understood and had heard Hector's words clearly upstairs. Ernest was not far away from Hector. How couldn't Ernest hear him in his position?

Clearly, Ernest wanted to let Hector down deliberately.

so much intertwined. When he covered his mouth to speak, Ernest couldn't hear him. But if he put

made him

What could he do?

putting down

shuddered. He dared not let

put his hands down hastily and stiffly. He

Let someone take them

sour smell crept into his mouth. The smell stimulated

couldn't stand it

again. He looked

is wrong.

made people

something

enough just when they smelt

now like

socks in horrified disbelief as if there floated green toxic gas. He personally

throw socks into the fire

them completely disappear from

However...

stiffly. He couldn't move his hands. Although he had a short contact with Ernest, he had already known his character that he

he hesitated or didn't wash the socks at this moment, Ernest would absolutely

better off

was he afraid of

his breath deliberately. He sat back on his small

he reached

obviously, as if what was in front of him revealed to

stand to

You needn't

laundry for Florence, her socks won't smell this bad. It's unreasonable for

words, Hector's hand stopped,

eyes lit up. Yes, it didn't make any

and was about to speak, he heard Ernest's low

naturally won't smelly. But if you have a child, your child's feces will be smelly as much as those socks do. How will you

a good point and

the verge of collapse. Would he have to clean

whispered, "Will it be better to ask professional