My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In the toilet…

Florence, who was sitting on the lid of a toilet bowl in a cubicle, rubbed her arms from time to time.

It was so chilly in the toilet at night.

“Ahchoo!” Florence sneezed uncontrollably.

She just recovered from the cold but she guessed that she would catch a cold or fever again after being trapped in this toilet for the whole night.

Although Florence felt helpless, she couldn’t find a way to get out of here, so she could just nodded off on the toilet bowl.

Suddenly, there came some slight knocking sounds from the door.

Florence abruptly opened her eyes and hurriedly walked out of the cubicle as she seemed to see the hope.

“Anyone there? I’m trapped inside. Open the door please.”

It seemed that the one outside had heard her words as the knocking sound from the door came to a halt. But at the next moment, the sound became louder. With a loud bang, something at the entrance was thrown away and the door of the toilet was pushed opened.

Florence was ravished with joy. Someone finally came to help her and she didn’t have to be trapped in the toilet tonight.

“Thank you…”

paused as she was stunned when she saw the tall man who

“Mr. Hawkins?”

who came to save her was Ernest as

seemed that Ernest had been walking in a hurry and his breathing was

that was used to be rosy looked abnormally pale at the moment and she

suit jacket, walked over and wrapped it

body was still lingering around the jacket. When it touched her cold skin, Florence suddenly

frozen as she felt

didn’t even cast a glance at him and acted indifferently as if they were just strangers. But

frozen on the spot, Ernest asked in a low voice, “Can you walk by

“Ye…Yep.”

came to her own sense, hurriedly

curled his lips into a straight line

so weak. But he had no idea about how long she had been staying here and was afraid that she

a phone call, “Harold, wait for me in Senna

by silence as all staff had gotten off work and

were some night-duty security

a lift downstairs together. When they were about to reach the first floor, Florence took off the warm

didn’t take the jacket and

return it to me. Wear it

security guards in the lobby notice that I’m wearing your jacket,