My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 800

This man was very difficult to deal with. She shouldn't be in the same space with him at all, otherwise it would cause a war in every minute.

While Florence was thinking, Hector stumbled to her.

He reached out to grab Florence to check her wound, but before he could touch Florence, an arm appeared in front of him and knocked his hand down.

Standing between the two, Stanford asked coldly, "who are you?"

Hector was injured and didn't have much strength, so he stepped back uncontrollably.

Bonnie held him up immediately.

Before Hector could stand firm, he looked at Stanford and felt a strong sense of crisis.

Like Ernest, this man was as powerful as a king.

He was definitely not an ordinary person.

But he had never heard of this person's name in Raflad. Was he also from outside?

Hector's heart suddenly rang with alarm.

But he tried his best to keep calm on his face and smiled, "I'm Hector, Duke Hector, and also Florence's future husband."

Ernest, who was lying on the stretcher with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were as cold as ice.

Florence's heart sank.

Hector was courting death.

When she was thinking about how to break the awkward atmosphere, Stanford said coldly, "My sister has already had a fiance. If you continue to talk nonsense and destroy her innocence, I will pull out your tongue."

His cold words were a threat.

Even if it was Duke Hector, he didn't take it seriously. His natural arrogance showed his powerful strength.

However, what Hector noticed was another key point.

He looked at Stanford in astonishment and asked in disbelief, "What? Are you Florence's brother?"

Looking at Ernest, he was even more uncertain. "Are you Ernest's brother?"

Hector was about to explode.

One elder brother was so difficult to deal with. If she had another elder brother, wouldn't he have to pass three more tests?

He marrying Florence would be postponed.

Stanford frowned and looked at Ernest doubtfully.

Florence's mind was in a mess. Afraid that the scene here would be out of control, she quickly said, "There is some misunderstanding. Let's talk about it later. Ernest is still injured. He has to go to his room to have a rest."

As she spoke, Florence wanted to ask the bodyguards to carry Ernest away.

The current situation was too bad.

On the one hand, if Stanford knew that Ernest and she pretended to be brother and sister these days, he might think that Ernest was not sincere to her, then maybe he would fall out with Ernest here.

On the other hand, Hector might know the true relationship between her and Ernest if they continued to talk about it. And the next person to be pissed off would be Hector.

He was a Duke and maybe would make trouble like Samantha. Florence couldn't afford it.

She just wanted to live here for the last few days and then leave as soon as possible.

However, as soon as she touched the stretcher, her hand was grabbed by Ernest's big hand.

He looked straight at her and said in a low voice, "Help me up."

Florence refused without hesitation, "you can't move now."

Holding Florence's hand tightly, Ernest said in a gentle but firm tone, "just a moment, honey."

His doting tone was extremely intimate.