My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

With a loud bang, a man was kicked heavily against the wall.

He began to twitch painfully as if his bones all over were broken.

Lying there and holding the injured arm, he looked at the tall man in front of him with an unbelievable look.

"Mr. Hawkins, what have I done?" he was confused.

As he said it, the blood gushed from his mouth. He was seriously wounded.

Ernest Hawkins, looking down on him, trampled on his belly with polished shoes.

He looked grim and stamped more heavily.

"Ahhh, no!"

The man lying on the ground couldn't help yelling painfully. His face turned dreadfully pale and sweat poured down his face.

He felt like he was about to die.

His guts seemed to break.

"Can't stand the pain?"

Ernest said with a malicious smile.

The man seemed to see a devil.

He was trembling all over and asked in a frightened tone, "In what have I wronged you?"

He couldn't understand why at all.

He had always worked carefully and cautiously in public relations department. He didn't do anything to provoke Ernest yet always behaved friendly to him in view of his relationship with Princess Samantha.

He didn't do anything wrong and why Ernest suddenly hit him?

Looking at his confused face, Ernest was angrier and put forth more strength, as if to trample him to death.

His thin lips moved slightly and words came out carefully and slowly.

"Do you really need me to tell you what you have done tonight?"

body was rigid with fear and

you?" he said through

Ernest didn't answer.

man, however, looked hatred and angry instead of showing any

to pester you and keep you from your work, so I warned her off you. You hit me by

shouldn't have deserved this,

woman or others', could be scolded and hit at will by men because they lived

he gave a

really making such a big fuss

this, Ernest

harder on the

loudly, as if he would

It hurt so much.

"Help, help…"

were full of frost-like coldness. He stared at the man, who was

right do you have to warn

stamped harder every time

with tears welling up in his eyes, seemed to be too painful to

Ernest in terror. He couldn't believe that Ernest would be so angry and

pay for your words." Ernest's cold voice came, like

broken. The sound broke forth like a sudden thunder in the

pain and his face

His rib was broken.

determined to kill

at Ernest, he was surrounded

What was happening now,

wrong about his understanding of Ernest's

horror, the man was too late to update his perception of the relationship between Ernest and Florence. He began

never say anything or do anything bad to Florence. Please let me go this time, please!" the

kept trampling

was unbearably painful due

with sweat.

wished he

had known it, he would never have said anything

imploring in a trembling

consciousness gradually because of the

would definitely die if Ernest didn't

him coldly, thinking that such a coward had no guts to kill people just