My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest stared at her stunned look and a smile formed on his lips.

He repeated patiently, “Let me take a photo of you.”

When she realized that Ernest was really aiming his phone camera at her, Florence finally believed that Ernest was being serious.

She was really curious now. Was Ernest actually a down-to-earth person in real life?

Nonetheless, it was a good thing to have someone capturing photo for her. This place was simply too amazing to just take photos of scenery and taking selfies. It wouldn’t beat having another person helping to take a photo.

She immediately chose a position with amazing scenery as the backdrop and formed a gesture with her body.

With a snap, Ernest instantly captured her with his phone camera. Then, he said, “Next pose.”

Florence shifted her posture several times and several photos were being captured.

She was really satisfied with this as she inched towards Ernest, “Let me have a look.”

Ernest didn’t pass his phone to her. He simply said, “I will send them to you on WeChat.”

“Okay.”

Florence didn’t think much about that as normally people would send the other party photos using some text messaging application before deleting the photos in their phones.

She thought that Ernest was going to do that too, so she added him on WeChat immediately.

His profile picture was a very simple one, and his name was in English: Hobart.

Florence suspected that this was his English name.

After sending the photos to Florence, Ernest switched off his phone naturally. He didn’t delete those photos at the same time.

All of Florence’s attention was attracted by those new photos, so she didn’t pay any attention to Ernest’s movements.

Those were photos taken by Ernest, and she assumed that not many people could enjoy such a treatment from him. He was such an excellent person, so he must be good at taking photos, right?

Florence clicked open those photos with anticipation, but in an instant, the smile on her face froze.

She stared at those photos with an astounded expression. She was even suspecting that she didn’t access the right photos.

What the hell were these?

These photos were taken from a high angle, which made him look ugly, fat and short…

was walking by her side with a forlorn expression and the corners of her lips slightly lifted. As expected, no matter how excellent someone was, one wouldn’t be good at taking photographs

few hours, Ernest finally brought Florence to

exceptional aura and deduced that he must be

my shop, I have all kinds of flowers here. Sir, what kind of

side and answered noncommittally, “She

Was Ernest planning to let her make every decision

in her

turned his attention to Florence while giggling, “Miss, you

“Alright, thank you.”

followed him and began surveying the

for Ernest’s back garden, she didn’t immediately make any decision. She just looked at Ernest

you think about having this planted in your

“It looks good.”

He seriously examined the flowers and even suggested himself, “I

right, the whole

Florence nodded in agreement.

two of them scanned through the shop and had a lengthy discussion for some time. Ernest almost bought all of the flowers

from this customer and he couldn’t shut his mouth due

Hawkins and Ms. Fraser are indeed a pair of newly-weds.

Newly-weds?

very close to her. He looked to others as if he was wrapping his arms around

you

boss nodded, “Oh, so you guys are a

“No, we are…”

little embarrassed as she tried to explain more, but suddenly Ernest’s magnetic voice

“She’s my fiancée.”

Fiancée!

ambiguous and hoarse tone, it was as if a

as she discovered that they were really like fiancé and finacee with the things

stated their delivery destination before exiting the shop under the smiling gaze of the

two are welcomed to visit here again, and I hope that you guys are able to get married soon and

speechless upon

blushing uneasily and her gaze was focused elsewhere. She didn’t dare to

young girl who looked like she was seven or eight years old held a stalk of rose

looking upwards at him while holding that

should buy a stalk of flower for

selling flowers in such a tourist

herself encountering one of them, and that seller was