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

smell made him

What could he do?

he was depressed and torn, he saw Ernest putting down the cup impatiently. Ernest seemed to leave here

He dared not let him

put his hands down hastily

taken here by mistake? Let someone take them away.

if the sour smell crept into his

stand it and began

again. He looked indifferent as

is wrong.

natural tone made people

wash something smelly by

just when they smelt them, okay?

now like being

if

wanted to throw socks into the

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

didn't wash the socks at this moment, Ernest would absolutely let him give

off

to go die, why was he afraid of a few pairs of… no… a pile of smelly

He sat back on his

reached out for

what was in front

just couldn't stand to look at

"Duke Hector, my lord. You needn't do such things as you're a

you have to do the laundry for Florence, her socks won't smell this bad. It's unreasonable for you to wash

stopped, which was about to

up. Yes, it didn't

looked up and was about to speak, he heard Ernest's

you have a child, your child's feces will be smelly as much as those socks do. How will you change baby's diapers if you

a good point and people had nothing

on the verge of collapse. Would he have to clean

ask professional matrons and nannies to take