My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Fishing was a matter of calming down.

But Ernest who was sitting beside Florence with his tall figure, elegance, and a sense of presence that couldn't be ignored, made Florence's heart can’t calm down.

Thus, when Ernest caught the fifth fish, Florence hadn't even caught one.

She looked at the float that didn't even move, yeah, she was suspecting that her fish bait might be fake.

With the sea breeze blowing and no fish biting Florence's bait, Florence comfortably leaned on the chair and became sleepy.

Ernest glanced sideways to the woman that was sleeping with squinted eyes beside him, and then a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.

After a long while, Florence opened her eyes and saw the blue sky which was full of clouds.

Looking at it made her feel good.

She tilted her head again and saw Ernest who was sitting not far from her, his handsome side face seemed extremely cool and attractive.

As if he felt something, Ernest turned to look at Florence, “You're awake?”

Florence was stunned; she hurriedly opened her eyes with slightly hot cheeks.

“Yeah.”

She just replied like that because she was staring at him in infatuation, and he even saw her... That's a bit embarrassing.

Ernest put the fishing rod away.

Florence thought that they were going to go home so she hurriedly put her fishing rod away, but when she turned her head, she saw two lively fishes in her fish pot.

“How could there be fishes in here?” she remembered there was nothing there before she slept.

Ernest said it comfortably, “Your fishing rod moved so I pulled it up for you.”

So he just put those fishes on her fish pot.

Florence even dozed off while fishing, she felt a bit sorry for making him help her pull her fishing line.

“Thank you, I'll treat you some fishes later.”

“Sure.”

Ernest agreed to it frankly.

Florence was dumbfounded; she was just saying it courteously.

Forget it, he brought her to have fun at the sea, she should just treat him to eat some fishes, it could be considered as give and take.

nearer. At first, she though that they were going back, but after a closer look, she

confused, “Mr. Hawkins, what do we

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

dumbfounded, they went to a naturally undeveloped small island to grill fish, were they

quickly got

went off the boat and set up some

well prepared; he put everything one by one neatly, including all

fishes on the

very unique

asked, “Timothy, I didn't expect that you can also grill

in such a

started to put

“I can't grill fish.”

up the fire?” If he couldn't, then... could Ernest

that naturally, “Didn't you say that you're

Florence was speechless.

treat Ernest to eat some fishes; she didn't say that she

asked, “Ms. Fraser, have you ever grilled any fish

yeah, I have ever

that it's impossible for Mr. Hawkins

was relieved so he continued to set the

like experiences like grilling fish by the beach, but the fish she grilled had always been not

two grown up men couldn't do it, she could only

started thinking of how she would grill

far from her, he was not enjoying the unique scenery of that place, as from the very

like she would look good, no matter

not like Florence often did it either, the first fish she

to persist and grill

like one could barely eat it... She wanted to let Timothy taste it first, and if it tasted good, then she would give Ernest the third

fish is

holding the

sullen when  he saw the first fish Florence grilled was going to be given

was puzzled, “Mr. Hawkins,

went back

a bit

will he be

persisted on letting Timothy taste

even more

back in quite

look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky taste, a guy that would even dislike top chefs like

second

she started grilling the