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 and nearer. At first, she though that they were going back, but after a closer look, she realized that it wasn't the hotel's beach, it's a

what do we come

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

island to grill fish, were they supposed

guess quickly

Timothy went off the boat

put everything one by one neatly, including

on the beach...

a very

walked over, smiled, and asked, “Timothy, I didn't expect

in such a

put a large bag on the ground and started to put up the tent,

“I can't grill fish.”

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

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

Florence was speechless.

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

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

yeah, I have ever done,

for Mr. Hawkins to be able to grill

he continued to set the

even if she pretty like experiences like grilling fish by the beach, but the fish she grilled had always been

men couldn't do it, she

and started thinking of how

her, he was not enjoying the unique scenery of that place, as from the very beginning, he kept looking at

would look good, no matter

hard to control, it's not like Florence often did it either, the first fish she grilled

but to persist

one could barely eat it... She wanted to let Timothy taste it first, and if it tasted good,

fish is for

holding the fish, but she didn't see

saw the first fish Florence grilled was going to be given to

puzzled, “Mr. Hawkins,

went back to

a bit pissed

when will he be

letting Timothy taste

more sullen, “When we

be back in

on her hands, even if it's edible, but the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky

then she put the second fish on the tray,

she started grilling the