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.

Florence was thinking of that, she saw the coastline getting nearer and nearer. At first, she though that they were going back, but after a closer look, she realized that it

“Mr. Hawkins, what do we come

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

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

quickly got

the boat and set up some fire

was very well prepared; he put everything one by one neatly,

fishes on the beach...

very unique

asked, “Timothy, I didn't expect that

such a primitive

bag on the ground and started

“I can't grill fish.”

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

you to grill the fish.” Timothy said that naturally, “Didn't you say that you're treating

Florence was speechless.

Ernest to eat some

Florence's dumbfounded face, Timothy hesitated as he asked, “Ms. Fraser, have

yeah, I have ever

know that it's impossible for Mr.

he continued to

pretty like experiences like grilling fish by the beach, but the

grown up men couldn't do it, she

fate and started thinking of how she would

not far from her, he was not enjoying the unique scenery of

good, no matter what

to control, it's not like Florence often did it either, the

choice but to persist

fish was slightly burnt, it seemed like one could barely eat it... She wanted to let Timothy

fish is

holding the fish, but she didn't see

the first fish Florence grilled was going to

puzzled, “Mr. Hawkins, where's

back

a bit

when will

letting Timothy

even more sullen, “When we

back

was disappointed, she looked at the grilled fish on her hands, even if it's edible, but the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky taste, a guy that would even dislike top

put the second fish on

started grilling the