My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Perhaps due to the weekends, it seemed that Timothy was off on his own break. He was not around.

Ernest settled himself in the driver’s seat. He was driving personally today.

Florence stared at the luxurious car in front of her and with a helpless expression, she pulled open the door to the backseat.

Immediately, Ernest’s unhappy voice came from the front, “I’m not your driver. Sit in the passenger’s seat.”

Florence was speechless upon hearing that. He was really bothersome.

Florence sat down on the passenger’s seat and asked, “I remember that City N has a big florist’s too. Why aren’t we going to that one?”

If this journey was going to last an hour, then they must be headed to some other city.

“We are going to the ML Flower Market.”

Ernest replied as he suddenly leaned towards Florence.

Florence was stunned by his sudden movement as she stared nervously at the huge handsome face right in front of her eyes.

“Wh...What are you doing?”

Ernest was really close to her now, and his breath was even sprayed onto Florence’s face.

He was just staring at her expressionlessly. His eyes were a dark deep void with a vortex spinning deep within.

Florence could feel her heart beating furiously, and she was so short of breath that she felt like she almost suffocated.

In this messy atmosphere, just as she was about to push him away, Ernest extended his hand across her and pulled the seatbelt for her.

His hoarse voice was muffling a laugh, “Buckle up your seatbelt.”

Florence instantly felt so embarrassed that she was blushing. What nonsense had she been thinking about just now?

This was a Lamborghini supercar, but when Ernest was the driver, the car seemed to slow down considerably. The speed of his car was even slower than most cars on the road.

The ML Flower Market had some distance from City N, and with the speed Ernest was driving this car, they would need at least two hours to reach ML Flower Market.

Florence rolled down the car window and let the wind engulfed her.

The scenery along the way was really scenic, and they were passing by the ocean too. Florence decided not to be so stuck up about everything and just treated this as a short get away from her busy life.

She didn’t notice that when they were passing by any region with good scenery, Ernest would slowed down his car again and again.

By the time they reached the ML Flower Market, it was already noon.

flowers. It was a town

town, there was countless scrumptious

parked his car not too far from the food street, and the moment Florence stepped out of his car, she got a whiff of the food aroma. It aroused her hunger immediately.

noble man right by her side, she could only let her budding idea to enjoy the

looked like someone who wouldn’t touch these street foods in his life.

towards the food street and

“Huh?”

reason he was asking that, but she still answered, “I have eaten

the

skewers, roasted squid, tofu

eating, Florence immediately recited names of food

a foodie, and an imperceptible smile crept into

march towards the stalls selling roasted skewers.

gawked at him astonishingly. Why did he go in

a crowd of youngsters gathering around that skewers stall, but when they saw Ernest

covering their mouth

all the adoration he got with an expressionless face as he reached the stall and forked

voice was exceptionally pleasing to the ears,

A packet? !

his words. It was the first time they had heard someone buying

amount of money as he accepted

for a while. It will be ready in no

to her senses and realize that Ernest was buying skewers. Did he really plan to

sudden, she felt like Ernest appeared to

little of everything that Florence had

norm to enjoy street food

on a stool but he didn’t complain about anything. He just stared at Florence

“Eat.”

street food, Florence could feel herself

picked up a skewer and munched

I always thought that you are the same

when it comes

and started to dig

some reason when one

envious girls who were casting envious glances at

their jealous

the happiest thing in the world to have such a handsome

to the point that she was even willing to accompany Ernest on his trip to buy flowers more

looked, a scenic