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.”

a visit? I plan to return the evening dress I have worn

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

“Alright.”

hanging up the phone, Florence hailed a taxi to head

were not allowed to enter the villa’s compound, so Florence could only get off at the entrance of

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

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

a security

“Miss, are you Florence.”

at the security

with a guffaw, “The thing is, Mr. Hawkins has arranged for us

he said that, he pointed at a luxurious tour car.

thought that

she said her thanks

security guard drove Florence to the main door of Ernest’s villa,

the lock on the gate images from that night came back to

to this place by using her fingerprint.

spreading within her, Florence still decided to press the

“Ding dong.”

“Ding dong.”

rang for some time, yet nobody was

Ernest was not

not heard

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

of the villa, Florence sneaked a look at the huge

but

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

to the

voice came from the

rush and everything was a blur. She had no chance to take a good look at this place,

immaculately, and it looked like a private

off a different vibe compared to when he

of a row of grass, and he seemed to be

him, and out of politeness, she explained, “I have pressed the doorbell just now but you didn’t respond. I thought that maybe you

machine, that means you can come in whenever you

Florence through the corner of his eyes and his tone was as natural as it

was slightly stunned. She was not

bag in her hand to Ernest, “This is yesterday’s evening gown. Let me

the evening dress with a look that indicated

Florence since she had worn it, but he was too lazy