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.

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

what do we

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

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

guess quickly got

yacht docked, Timothy went off the boat and set up some fire on the

very well prepared; he put everything one by

on the

very

I didn't expect that you can

in such a primitive

and started to put up the tent, while answering

“I can't grill fish.”

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

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

Florence was speechless.

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

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

have ever

impossible for

continued to set the

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

where both two grown up men couldn't do

accepted her fate and started thinking of how she would grill the

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

like she would look good,

not like Florence

choice but to persist

eat it... She wanted to let Timothy taste it first, and if it tasted

this fish is

while holding the fish, but

sullen when  he saw the

puzzled, “Mr. Hawkins,

back to the

sounded a bit

when will he

persisted on letting

looked even more

be back in

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 chefs

then she put the second fish

started grilling the