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.

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 wasn't the

was confused, “Mr. Hawkins, what do we come

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

naturally undeveloped small island to grill fish, were they supposed

quickly

went off the boat

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

fishes on

very

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

in such a primitive

started

“I can't grill fish.”

puzzled, “Then why are you setting up the fire?” If he couldn't, then... could

Timothy said that naturally, “Didn't you say that you're treating Mr. Hawkins to

Florence was speechless.

would treat Ernest to eat some fishes; she

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

yeah, I have

good; you know that it's impossible for Mr. Hawkins

relieved so he continued to set the tent

pretty like experiences like grilling fish by the

situation, where both two grown up men couldn't do

fate and started thinking

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

seemed like she would look good, no matter what

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

choice but to

seemed like one could barely eat it... She wanted to let

fish is

stood up while holding the fish, but

the first fish Florence grilled was going to be

“Mr. Hawkins,

back

a

will he be

still persisted on letting Timothy taste the

more sullen,

wouldn't be back in

the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky taste, a guy

for a moment, then she put the second fish

started grilling the