Florence knitted her brows and abruptly withdrew her arm from Stanford.
She told him in serious tone, “Brother, dare you to hurt Ernest in the future, I will not talk to you again.”
“You care him so much that you can even sacrifice your life?” Stanford questioned her angrily.
Florence seriously nodded her head, a touch of resolution flashing across her eyes, “Yes.”
“You’re really an incurable romantic!”
Stanford shouted at her angrily and banged the medical kit on the table. He then stood up and strode towards the door angrily.
He was afraid that he would be extremely annoyed by Florence if he stayed in the room.
Stanford slammed closed the door. Florence shivered subconsciously when she heard the loud sound.
Annoyed, Florence pushed aside the medical kit in front of her and scolded Stanford with grievance, “Bad Stanford, bad brother.”
But deep in her heart, she was more worried that Ernest would encounter greater troubles and danger.
He was now in the place controlled by the Fraser family and Stanford was hard-handed, could Ernest cope with it?
The two security guards guarded at the door earnestly. Seeing Stanford walk out of the room with anger written all over his face, they hurriedly took two steps backward to keep a safe distance away from Stanford, fearing that he would vent his anger on them.
They had been following Stanford secretly during this period of time and they knew clearly how Stanford pampered Florence.
But when they were guarding at the door just now, they heard how Stanford shouted at Florence angrily and he even slammed closed the door before leaving the room.
It was obvious that Stanford was very furious this time.
After walking out of the room, Stanford was not in a hurry to leave and simply stood at the door with a cold face.
He looked gloomy with complicated emotions on his face.
He knitted his brows tightly and after a long while, he abruptly looked towards the two security guards coldly and dangerously, “Tell me, did I do it wrong?”
“What?”
The two security guards trembled with terrors on their faces as if they had heard something horrible.
Stanford had always been superior and overbearing, and he never reflected on himself.
But now he asked them whether if he had done something wrong.
The two security guards asked with uncertainty, “Young master, what did you mean?”
Stanford frowned deeply and asked in a low voice, “Was I wrong to treat Flory like that? Maybe what she really wants is to be with Ernest…”
“You’re not wrong!” Victoria assertive voice suddenly sounded.
She walked to Stanford in high heels. She looked so elegant and noble, yet there was a touch of sharpness in her beautiful eyes.
“It’s irresponsible for Flory’s future if you’re softhearted now and just let it be. Ernest has schemed against her once, and he may do that again. Flory will not be happy if she marries him in the future.”
Stanford was also clear of this, and that was the reason why he chose to kill Ernest to cut off his relationship with Florence just now.
“But…” A touch of weird emotion flashed across Stanford’s eyes. He said hesitantly, “I haven’t expected that Ernest was willing to protect Florence at the cost of his own life.”
Even a couple who loved each other deeply would not be able to do this for his/her mate.
A trace of weird emotion flashed across Victoria’s face. She then curled her red lips into a cold smile.
“What if it was his pretense?”
Stanford’s expression immediately became gloomy and the whole room was enshrouded in a cold aura.
The two security guards subconsciously tensed up their bodies.
“If he dares to…”
Stanford squeezed the words from between his teeth.
He was so shocked that Ernest would really protect Florence from the bullet with his own body just now that he didn’t take this into consideration.
If Ernest even made a pretense on such a matter, then he was really horrible.
“I won’t give him a chance to get close to Flory again.” Stanford said word by word determinedly.
Although it was almost impossible that Ernest’s behavior to protect Florence was a pretense, Stanford would not gamble on Florence’s lifetime happiness.
It was still pouring with rain outside.
Ernest, who had gotten wet, emerged from a groove.
Timothy hastily ran towards him with an umbrella.
“Sir, I have prepared some clean clothes in the car. Please get in the car and change your clothes quickly.”
After finishing the words, Timothy covered a clean, dry towel on Ernest’s body.
Ernest pressed his thin lips tightly, his handsome face tensed up.
He then got in the car.
Timothy originally planned to wait beside the car and get on the car when Ernest finished changing his clothes, but he inadvertently saw a red blood stain on the white towel.
Mr. Hawkins got hurt?
Timothy was frightened and anxiously pulled open the door to have a closer look. Then he saw a deep cut on Ernest’s left arm.
It looked like a gunshot wound!
“Sir, you got shot?” Timothy’s expression changed dramatically.
“Not a big deal.”
Ernest replied casually. He took out an emergency medical kit and began to clean the wound on his arm.
It was true that he managed to dodge the bullet just now, but the bullet grazed his arm and caused an injury.
Ernest didn’t want to let Florence to see the injury because he was afraid that she would worry about him. And this was the reason why he climbed through the window and left the room decisively just now.
“Sir, what happened in the house just now? Why did you get shot? Is it serious?”
Ernest raised his head and took a glance at the direction of the groove, his expression gloomy.
“I can’t meet Florence in private in the future.”
Stanford had found this route.
Timothy looked at Ernest and sighed secretly.
Mr. Hawkins didn’t care about the injury at all. What he cared about was whether he could meet Florence in the future or not. It seemed like Florence was much more important than himself in his heart.
He asked worriedly, “Sir, what are you and Miss Fraser going to do in the future?”
The Fraser family reacted strongly against their relationship and it seemed like they would not agree with it recently. Now the route for them to meet privately was also found out and cordoned. It would be much harder for them to meet in the future.
Ernest replied in a low voice, “There must be a way.”
A long while after Stanford’s departure, Florence secretly took out her phone and texted Ernest, asking whether if he had left the house safe and sound.
Florence held the phone in her arms to wait for Ernest’s reply as usual, but she suddenly heard Tammy’s cries from outside.
Florence was stunned and abruptly realized something. She hurriedly ran out of the room with a flustered mood.
When she got to the living hall, she found that Tammy was kneeling in the center of the hall and a robust man in black behind her was bludgeoning her with a stick.
The skin on Tammy’s back had been lacerated.
“Why are you bludgeoning her? Stop!”
Florence shouted anxiously and rushed forward to push away the robust man.
When she heard Tammy’s cries, she guessed that Tammy must have been implicated by her. But Florence hadn’t expected that they would bludgeon her.
She was just a weak woman, how could she withstand this?
What the hell did they want to do?