My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The distance between the two of them rapidly closed in, and as she felt the scent of a man’s intruding into her nose, Florence instinctively wanted to take a step back. However, she was grabbed by Ernest.

With a tug of his wrist, her body lurched forward into his arms.

The close proximity between them made her heart shudder.

Florence blushed while trying to push him away, “Wh…What are you doing?”

“Florence, answer my question.”

Ernest stared squarely into her eyes and asked in his hoarse voice.

His handsome face was just inches away, and when he spoke, it felt like his thin lips were going to get into contact with her skin.

Florence’s brain was a mess at the moment.

“We… we are just fiancé and fiancée…”

“You are still aware that I am your fiancé?”

Ernest interrupted her and his gaze which was fixated on her was very dark and offensive.

Florence was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the reason Ernest was being so upset.

She was his fiancée now, so although she was pretending to be someone else’s girlfriend, it would still hurt his reputation.

Florence began apologetically, “Sorry, I promise that I won’t repeat this kind of thing again. I will make sure to abide by a fiancée’s behaviour.”

Upon hearing that, the corner of Ernest’s lips raised slightly. It seemed that this was a satisfactory answer for him.

He spoke in his bass voice meaningfully, “Remember what you have just said. Fulfil your duty as a fiancée well.”

In Florence’s eyes, to fulfil a fiancée’s duty meant to put on an act together with Ernest in this one month as they faced all types of friends and relatives.

This was what she had to do, and she didn’t think much about it at that time. However, what happened next made her want to snatch back her words dearly.

After the banquet had ended, Florence removed her evening dress and accessories and placed them neatly in a bag.

She was a designer, so naturally she had good eyes for the value of these things. This evening dress was a luxurious item worth a few million yuan, so of course she had to return them.

It was a weekend today, and early in the morning, she made a call to Ernest.

This was Ernest’s private number, so in no time, her called was answered.

Florence began politely, “Mr. Hawkins, are you at home now?”

“Yes.”

I plan to return the evening dress

of silence at the other end, then Ernest’s sexy and magnetic voice

“Alright.”

taxi to head to the villa area

Florence could only get off at the entrance of the villa community.

huge community. If one were to traverse this area on feet, it would take up

and vowed not to let Ernest wait for too long. With the bag of

moment, a security guard

“Miss, are you Florence.”

at the security guard

replied with a guffaw, “The thing is, Mr. Hawkins has arranged for us to send you to

said that, he pointed at a luxurious

honestly surprised as she never thought that Ernest would be so

said her thanks before getting onto the

villa, and then he slowly drove off in that same

the front of the villa and as she laid eyes on the lock on the gate images from that night came back to her. Ernest had pulled on her fingers to get her fingerprint recorded on this fingerprint scanner.

this place by using

within her, Florence still decided to press the doorbell

“Ding dong.”

“Ding dong.”

The bell rang for some time, yet nobody was

that Ernest

not heard the

a little distressed. After thinking for a while, she used her

the compound of the villa, Florence sneaked a look at the huge living

space was huge, bright and luxurious, but there was no sign of Ernest

the villa while calling out

to the back

from the direction

twice, but every time it was a rush and everything was a blur. She had no chance to take a good look at this place, so she didn’t know that there was a spacious back garden just

garden was trimmed immaculately, and it looked like a private

vibe compared to when he was dressed in suits and

front of a row of grass,

she explained, “I have pressed the doorbell just now but you didn’t respond. I thought that maybe you didn’t heard it, so I have

your fingerprint on the machine, that means you can

eyes and his tone was as natural

She was

hand to Ernest, “This is

evening dress with a look that indicated he

thought to give this dress to Florence since she had worn it, but he was too lazy to persuade her