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.

were going back, but after a closer look, she realized that it wasn't the hotel's beach, it's a

Hawkins, what do we come

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

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

guess quickly

boat and set up some fire on the

one by one neatly, including all condiments and the cleaned

fishes on

very

asked, “Timothy, I didn't

in such

ground and started to put up the tent, while

“I can't grill fish.”

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

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

Florence was speechless.

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

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

I have ever

it's impossible for

he continued to set the

the beach, but the fish she grilled had

grown up men couldn't do it, she could only

and started thinking of how she would

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

good, no matter what

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

but to persist and grill the

let Timothy taste it first, and if it tasted good, then she would give Ernest the

fish is for

while holding the

  he saw the first fish Florence grilled was

was puzzled, “Mr.

back to the

a bit

when will he

letting Timothy

even more sullen,

wouldn't be back in quite some

if it's edible, but the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a very picky taste,

a moment, then she put the second fish on the tray, for

she started grilling the