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.”

visit? I plan to return the evening dress

was a two-second interval of silence at the other end, then Ernest’s

“Alright.”

the phone, Florence hailed a taxi to head to the villa area of Senna International

to enter the villa’s compound, so Florence could only get off at the entrance of the villa community.

If one were to traverse this area on feet,

let Ernest wait for too long. With the bag of clothes in hand, she was about to break into a jog

moment, a security guard

“Miss, are you Florence.”

Florence gaped at the security guard

is, Mr. Hawkins has arranged for us to send you to his villa

pointed

honestly surprised as she never thought that Ernest

spreading in her heart, she said her thanks

door of Ernest’s villa, and then he slowly drove off

images from that night came back to her. Ernest had pulled on her fingers to get her

could gain access to this place by using her fingerprint.

Florence still decided to

“Ding dong.”

“Ding dong.”

for some time, yet nobody was

it be that Ernest was not

he not heard

spot while feeling a little distressed. After thinking for a while, she used her own fingerprint to open the

the compound of the villa, Florence

bright and luxurious, but there was no sign of

to venture deeper into the villa while calling out softly, “Mr. Hawkins,

to the back

came from the direction of

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

in the garden was trimmed immaculately, and it looked like a private and majestic garden belonging to some

casual wear which made him give off a different vibe compared to when he was dressed in suits and leather

the moment, he was standing in front of a row of grass, and

“I have pressed the doorbell just now but you didn’t respond. I thought that

the machine, that means you can

his eyes and his tone was as natural

was slightly stunned. She was not

hand to Ernest, “This is yesterday’s evening gown. Let me return

with a look that

thought to give this dress to Florence since she had worn it, but he was