My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“I trust her,” Ernest replied in a husky tone, and even though it was only a short and simple answer from him, it exuded his unswerving determination to uphold her innocence.

Florence stared at the towering and imperial man beside her, and her heart had eased up a little despite being attacked by numerous antagonistic looks in the room as she felt like she had found her pillar of strength.

Barney clenched his teeth in exasperation as his countenance fell when he was silenced by Ernest’s reply.

“Cough, cough...”

A feeble cough sounded from the bed at that time, and everyone’s attention was instantly drawn towards it.

“Are you awake, Mom?” Brianna quickly moved closer to Georgia’s bed in a concerned manner, yet her heart was bursting with exultation as though she had foreseen what would happen next.

If Georgia Hawkins had laid her eyes on Florence, she would surely be enraged and ask her to get out from the house. Florence would have no choice but to leave, and their wedding might even be cancelled due to her scandal.

Ernest would end up being enmeshed in this affair, which meant that her son could take advantage of the opportunity to climb the ladder.

Ernest had also stridden towards the bed shortly after and stooped down as he asked in a softened tone which was seldom displayed by him, “How are you feeling, Grandma?”

Florence stood by the perimeter of the crowd, not taking any steps forward while she even contemplated the need to excuse herself first.

Georgia had collapsed because of her, so there was a highly likely chance that she would not want to see her face now.

Georgia’s eyelids flickered and she finally opened her eyes in a slow manner. After taking a few glances at Ernest, she murmured her first few words, “Where is Flory?”

Before Ernest had even answered her question, Barney and two other persons had enclosed the bed, keeping Florence’s presence out of Georgia’s sight.

Ernest replied, “She should be at home, Grandma. Please don’t be too distressed and get yourself worked up about her matter anymore.”

could I not be concerned about my

solemn tone, “She is a good kid, Ernest. She will never do those kinds of stuffs, so you

matter of hers. The one thing

knowing that she had someone whom was on her side and who

across Ernest’s eyes, but he still clasped Georgia’s hands and nodded his head, “I do trust her, so don’t you worry

out a huge breath as her worries had been allayed by Ernest’s reassurance, and a smile of relief

is behind the delivery of the anonymous files. I cannot imagine what kind of evil intentions are harboured by the one behind the veil. I will make him or

radar soon, Brianna was not willing to reconcile herself with the fact that Georgia was taking Florence’s side, hence she clenched her teeth and said, “You don’t have to save Ernest’s face, Mom. If not for those disgraceful photos, you would not have

I was enraged

Contest is happening tonight? Florence must have been threatened by someone to have to renounce

of sincere apprehension and solicitude for Florence as she lamented, “She must have felt dejected and

was Georgia’s concern about Florence’s state of mind that had led her to have poor circulation and passing out

in the room was ashamed for getting the wrong idea about

doing fine, Grandma, so don’t you worry too much,” Ernest uttered under his breath

at Georgia with her heart filled with immense gratitude, “Thank you so much for believing

an appearance here, but she immediately grasped that Ernest must have brought her over seeing that they were standing

of course I would trust

baby? She was afraid to say that it would not be possible between

head, and she seemed a little

to everyone whom was encircling her bed, “I’m fine now so all of you should leave soon. I want to have a word

any objection to Georgia’s request; hence they all left the room after exhorting her to take good care of

Ernest and Florence, her eyes were glowing with malevolence and full

in a couple of minutes with only

on her face as she said, “Other than the photos of Florence and Cooper, the anonymous person whom had sent them over