My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 13: What? Your Woman?

Seeing the rain getting heavier and heavier outside the window, Florence felt she was getting a headache. She could not get out of the car and could only rely on Ernest to send her home. She leaned against the window and felt her head whirled shortly. Her eyes became more and more heavy-lidded and she dozed off.

They soon reached the Senna International Community, the highest class villa district at the bay in all of City N. The Lamborghini car stopped in front of a villa steadily. Timothy took out an umbrella and got off the car. He walked to the side and opened the car door with deference.

“Mind your steps, sir.” Ernest wanted to get out of the car but he froze. He turned around, looked at Florence who was beside him and frowned. She was leaning against the car window without moving an inch, and seemed to be deeply asleep.

Timothy stooped and looked inside the car. He asked, “Sir, should I wake Miss Fraser up?”

He walked round the car with an expressionless face to the

was holding the umbrella over Ernest at his back was dumbfounded and he stared at what was happening before him in disbelief. Mr. Hawkins had actually carried Miss Fraser? It was the first time he saw him taking the initiative to approach

on the ground, he stared straight at her who was in his arms with an obscure look. Her shirt was wet, and he felt cold and uncomfortable when he carried her. Yet her delicate body had given him an unusual sense of familiarity and the feeling she gave him almost overlapped with the woman’s from that

his grasps and protected her from the wind blowing against them with

down his face and hurried into the villa while ordering coldly, “Ask Harold to come

and asked before even reaching, “Tim, what’s happened to Ernest? Which part of him

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