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.

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

Hawkins, what do we come here

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

a naturally undeveloped small island to grill

guess quickly got

Timothy went off the boat and set up

was very well prepared; he put everything one by one neatly, including all condiments and the cleaned

on the beach...

very

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

such

bag on the ground and started

“I can't grill fish.”

“Then why are you setting up the fire?” If

the fish.” Timothy said that naturally, “Didn't you say that

Florence was speechless.

just said that she would treat Ernest to eat some fishes; she didn't

Timothy hesitated as he asked,

I have ever

for

he continued to set the

the beach,

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

thinking of

unique scenery of that place, as from

she would look good, no

heat was hard to control, it's not like Florence often did

no choice but to persist and

slightly burnt, it seemed like one could barely eat it... She wanted to let Timothy taste it first, and if it

this fish is

stood up while holding the fish, but she didn't see

Ernest looked sullen when  he saw the first

“Mr. Hawkins,

back to the

sounded a bit pissed

will he

still persisted on letting

looked even more sullen, “When we

be back

it's edible, but the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky taste, a guy that would even dislike top chefs like him, must be disgusted by

put the second fish on the tray, for her

she started grilling