My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 432

Upon hearing it, Benjamin didn’t feel upset at all. With the same graceful smile on his face, he walked up and pulled Florence’s hand to wrap around his waist.

He approached her and whispered in her ears, “Flory, I’m willing to do anything for you.”

Florence frowned in disgust, disliking Benjamin more and more.

Gritting her teeth, although she wasn’t quite unwilling, she followed his pace to dance. The opening dance started.

With the beautiful melody, all people in the hall were watching them.

Some whispered to each other to discuss.

“They were so good at dancing.”

“I’m sure this young lady is Miss Fraser. Usually, she will dance the opening dance. But this mister seems not to be Mr. Fraser. I wonder who he is.”

“I guess he must be Miss Fraser’s boyfriend or fiance.”

Upon hearing the discussions, a man suddenly looked quite annoyed. The goblet in his hand was cracked instantly.

He gazed at the two who were dancing, emanating an extremely frightening low pressure.

It was so dangerous and thrilling.

Right then, a woman reached out her slender hand and pressed his arm.

She whispered, “Calm down. She should be forced by the circumstance.”

“Ho.”

The man dodged her hand, raising his glass, and gulped down the wine.

His hoarse voice was full of the domineering manner, “It seems that she enjoys herself a lot when I’m not here. It’s time to teach her a good lesson.”

Then he put down the empty goblet on a waiter’s tray and strode away.

Meanwhile, the goblet on the tray was cracked into pieces, “Pak!”

The woman looked quite stunned, “His glass was already broken. How did he drink up the wine just now?”

The waiter shook his head in confusion. He was also quite curious.

He was astonished by the man’s powerful hand and control force.

Florence had to dance with Benjamin forcibly and helplessly. Her dancing was perfunctory and awkward.

However, Benjamin was quite skilled in dance. Although his partner was dancing reluctantly, he could still make the dance vividly, making others think they were in love and enjoying it.

As they dance, Benjamin stared at Florence and asked, “Flory, do you know what our dance means?”

“What?” Florence asked casually. All she wanted was to complete the dance and distance herself away from him.

Benjamin said with a complacent amusement, “It’s Stanford who allowed me to dance with you for the opening dance. He allowed us to be together. After this dance, all the attendees in this banquet would know our relationship.”

He didn’t make it clear but his implication about their relationship was quite obvious.

Florence was startled suddenly. She hadn’t considered this problem.

On such an important occasion, it was the opening dance. As the daughter of the Fraser family, she was dancing with the grandson from the Turner family. They also used to have infant matrimony before. Others would make wild guesses about it.

Besides, Benjamin kept misleading others shamelessly. They would definitely think that Benjamin and she were in love and she would marry him in the future.

“Benjamin Turner, you are such asshole tens of thousands of times more despicable than I thought!” Florence squeezed the words between her teeth.

All of a sudden, she withdrew her hand from Benjamin’s hand.

She took a few steps back and said deliberately in a loud voice, “Mister, you are indeed quite good at dancing. In the future, we can get to know each other. I’m still busy with something else. I’ve gotta go. See you around.”

After finishing her words, Florence turned away without hesitation.

She didn’t lower her voice on purpose, so all the people around them could hear what she said. Immediately, she changed their impression that she was in love with Benjamin into strangers who had only shared a dance.

Benjamin hadn’t expected that Florence would trick him in this way. Looking at her receding figure, he was angry that his expression changed dramatically.

It was a plan that he had well-prepared ahead and it was carried out as he expected. However, everything was ruined by Florence’s words.