My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 451

Benjamin really did not expect that Clarence would play such a trick for a bet.

He not only won Florence over, but also stepped on him casually.

Scheming black-bellied bastard!

Damn it!

Benjamin cursed him inwardly with hatred but tried his best to control his emotions.

He said in a deep voice, “This round is a tie between me and Clarence. There are still two rounds left to decide the winner. Let’s play the next round.”

Benjamin couldn’t live up to his image and was eager to start the next round. No one opposed him.

Stanford stood silently, his eyes deep and gloomy as he looked at Clarence carefully.

The more he looked at this man, the more he found him pleasing to the eye.

In the start of the second game, Florence was the landlord again.

Thinking that there was still a third game to decide the outcome, they continued to play this round.

In this game, all of Florence’s cards were really crappy except the trump card being the landlord and it was a definitive lose situation.

Florence didn’t carry even an ounce of hope and continued to play according to the rules.

Originally, she had planned to struggle until the end seeing that she was soon going to lose. However, unexpectedly, she didn’t know that Ernest and Benjamin’s cards were bad too. Every time they passed her the cards, her cards were able to beat theirs one by one.

In the end, Florence won.

The referee said, “Miss Fraser wins this round.”

Florence looked at the board with astonishment and then at Ernest, “Did you throw the game?”

“Only a little bit.”

Ernest threw the rest of his cards on the table casually and said in a pampering tone, “You also played well.”

If he hadn’t lost intentionally, how could he make her win with such crappy cards.

Florence’s heart was like a shiny mirror filled with sweet happiness. She liked Ernest’s unscrupulous pampering.

Benjamin paused in the middle of spreading the cards and looked angrily at Ernest almost unable to restrain himself.

His cards were clearly way better in this round, but he helped Florence so much that she won.

Originally, he wanted to claim credit but before he could say anything Ernest’s words “You also played well” made him choke on his words.

If he still said it, it was going to sound like Florence didn’t win on her own but gained advantage by unfair means. If he still said it, far from being favored, he would be disliked.

Benjamin almost crushed the cards in his hands.

Seeing Benjamin’s expressions, Phoebe smiled mockingly, “Mr. Turner, you just lose two rounds. You don’t seem to take defeat well.”

As soon as she said this, everyone’s attention went to Benjamin.

They all saw him frowning with gloomy expressions.

Stanford’s expressions darkened suddenly and his eyes flashed sharply.

Benjamin snapped out of his thoughts abruptly, changing his expressions drastically, but still feeling gloomy inwardly.

Even if he was not happy, he could not let anyone see his state of mind no matter what!

He quickly pulled a smile on his face and replied, “Why? Flory won, he is happy, of course, I am happy too. I am just worried if Flory becomes the landlord in the next round too. We can’t seem to find the winner between me and Clarence in this game.”

He added after a pause, “But I am definitely over thinking. There should not be such a coincidence to have Florence as the landlord for three consecutive rounds.”

He spoke as if talking to himself and circled around Phoebe’s question.

However, everyone had their own ideas about why on earth was his face so dark and gloomy.