My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest’s eyes became cold and deep. Quickly he sorted everything out.

It turned out that after he had set off, his good grandfather had done such a thing - he had sent Benjamin over and made the Fraser family misunderstand and disgust him again by the excuse that he was competing for the master of the Turner family.

In that case, it would be far more difficult for Ernest to marry Florence than Benjamin could.

Ignoring Stanford’s look with anger and hatred, Ernest turned around and looked at Florence deeply.

He asked in a low and serious voice, “I didn’t know anything about the master. I didn’t come here for the right of succession. Do you trust me?”

Ernest’s eyes were so deep as a whirlpool as if he wanted to draw Florence in.

His eyes were telling her that she was the only woman in his heart, which made her mind in a mess. In an instant, all her defense broke up.

She approached him and said, “I...”

Before Florence could answer, a big hand suddenly was reached out and pulled her away forcibly, making her unable to resist at all.

Stanford stood in front of Florence, separating the love birds like a huge mountain.

He said harshly and aggressively, “Flory wouldn’t believe in your sweet talk anymore. I won’t give you any chance to deceive her again!

“You are not welcomed here. Please leave here right now!”

Ernest stood upright and motionlessly. His gaze bypassed Stanford and fell on Florence.

“I’ll prove this matter to you. Please trust me.”

His words were firm and he looked quite persistent as if he only cared whether Florence trusted him or not.

He didn’t care what others thought about him at all.

Florence’s heart hammered. Facing Ernest with such a look, how could she have the heart to distrust him?

“Stanford, this thing hasn’t been investigated yet. There must be some misunderstandings. We...”

Stanford interrupted Florence’s words in

at Ernest in a

he couldn’t let them continue staying alone. Otherwise, he was afraid

“Come back with me!”

pulled Florence's hand, striding

resistance meant nothing

are you

to find the Ernest frowned deeply. Before she could talk

he

sharp and arctic

the Turner family set him up? Far enough! He hadn’t dealt

couldn’t blame him for being ruthless regardless

by Stanford, Florence was taken to her bedroom. As soon as they entered, Stanford

take me to my room? Things were

else to be talked about. That’s the end of this matter. From now

quite aggressive and overbearing,

taken aback, and

happened to confess the love to each other and opened their hearts. Before they could get along, they were

now, Florence was so reluctant

for the right of the succession

are so easy to trust others. You don’t know what the status and interests mean for

him, the top of the world. Being the

buy it! He’s not that kind of man!” Florence retorted. She didn’t believe that Ernest would do it. “If he cared so much about the

choices. Without marrying you, he could still marry any other girls from the Fraser family and become the

bit. She asked in confusion, “Why must he marry a woman from the

it’s

he

disease of Ernest’s family. Once Ernest was sick, he must marry

based on her love for Ernest, Stanford was so sure that she would

bear that his younger sister being

family background was quite magnificent. The marriage for convenience could enlarge his

noticing Stanford’s awkward look, Florence sensed that