My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Don’t touch me! Go away…” Inside a dark room, Florence Fraser scrambled to the footboard of the bed in panic. Yet as she backed up, the lofty shadow of the man before her approached her even more. The man was approaching her like a demon baring its teeth and waving its claws, wanting to tear her apart. “Please don’t come any closer…I beg you, please let me go…”

His deep and emotionless chuckle spread across the darkness, disdainful and dangerous. The man’s big powerful hand suddenly seized her chin and his face approached her slowly at a time in the dark. His breath was burning hot. “You need to pay the price if you dare to challenge me.” Price? What price? Florence was too scared that her mind went blank. She struggled by swinging her hands around with all her strength. “No…” Her voice disappeared before she could finish her words and she was deprived of any possibility to resist completely.

“No!” She opened her eyes at once and the dazzling sunlight shone across the car window made her quickly covered her eyes with hands. Her face was pale and cold sweat was broken out on her forehead. Her eyes were still flickering with terror. It was a dream. She had had that dream again. The pain that did not completely vanish from her calf reminded her of the cruel fact that she was raped the night before, and also his hateful voice when she beat him and escaped: I would definitely not let you off! He would not let her off, and he certainly did not say that just to threaten her! That was because she had sensed a deadly, immense danger from him. He might find her soon enough.

Florence’s fingers uncontrollably trembled and she covered her head in fear, trying to recall what had actually happened that night. Yet due to the alcoholic effect, she could not recall anything. She had no idea who he was, and how on earth had she provoked him.

“Ms. Fraser, we’ve arrived.” The chauffeur’s words interrupted her thought. Slightly startled, she looked up and saw the high-class café outside the car. She felt a little nervous and uneasy. The person she was going to meet now was her fiancé that she was going to engage tomorrow - Ernest Hawkins, the son from the richest family in City N and the current CEO of the Hawkins Group.

It was said that with only five years, he had successfully transformed the Hawkins Group from a rich and powerful family in the country to a business empire that shook the world, and had become a legend of the era that drew global attentions. The methods he used were forceful, cruel and merciless and were not for the faint-hearted.

Countless young mistresses from wealthy and famous families wanted to hook up with him to become the young lady of the Hawkins family. Yet it turned out that the one receiving the honor was Florence, who came from a really ordinary family, just because Ernest’s grandma had chosen her. Florence did not know why Ernest wanted to meet her the day before their engagement, but to her it was a chance as well as a chance to cancel the marriage.

mortification of being raped before the wedding forbade her to become the bride. The problem was how she should start for the proposal of cancelling the marriage when she faced the

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even a waiter. A man was sitting elegantly at a place beside

and a high-bridged nose. His dark blue eyes seemed to be able to penetrate one’s mind. Just a glimpse at him could amaze people, and moreover, make

him shuddered and he immediately bent over at a right angle, cold sweats flowing down his forehead. “I’m sorry, sir. The surveillance camera at the hotel that night was deliberately destroyed by someone, and we can’t see who’s entered your room. It’s hard to make out her identity by tomorrow.” Unable to make out her identity meant he would not be able to replace the bride-to-be with her for tomorrow’s engagement party. Yet there was never a case that he could

month.” Ernest smiled and his eyes were full of assertion.

when he saw the Bentley car which had just stopped outside through the window. It looked like there was a need to amend the

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like a special assistant. He was standing there with his back straight and he seemed to be waiting for her. “Ms. Fraser, Mr. Hawkins is

“Okay.”

had made her felt more guilty and uneasy. How should she cut straight to the point that she wanted to cancel the marriage if he wanted to discuss the