My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins
Chapter 43: Full Program
Ernest knitted his brows, his eyes couldn't hide the pity he felt.
His voice was lowered and it was as soft as it never had been before, "Florence, it's me, everything will be okay."
He wanted to get closer to her, but Florence tried to back away from him.
Florence bit her lips, and said, "Thank you."
She knew that it was Ernest, and she was thankful for him to appear to rescue her, but she didn't know how to face him.
He knew that she raped in the hotel last time, and this time, he saw the security guard sit on her with his own eyes.
She must be a very dissolute woman in his point of view...
A darkness flashed through Ernest's eyes as he clenched his fists silently.
After a while, he said with his deep voice, "Let's go, I will drop you off at home."
He didn't try to get closer to her again.
Only when they left the room, Florence recovered a little bit from the depressing feeling she had.
She wanted to get away from this hut, the further the better, so she started to walk faster.
Ernest was behind her, not too close, but close enough, his eyes were fixed on her back, and his expression complicated.
The way she looked really made him pity her, he wanted to hug her, comfort her, but she pushed him away from herself.
Florence felt very messy inside, she walked so fast that she accidentally stumbled and twisted her ankle.
"Ahh!"
She groaned and fell on the sand.
Ernest quickly caught up with her, "What happened?"
"It's nothing, just my ankle."
Florence said and tried to stand up again, but the pain shot through her foot.
Ernest saw Florence's face turn pale, and his own expression darkened, he reached out to grab her ankle.
"It's injured, you shouldn't walk anymore."
annoyed, she felt she was really unfortunate, how could she
there and
bit her teeth and tried to get up again, while Ernest pulled her and took
when she felt the broad strong shoulders of this man, and his breathing that was so close
struggled a little, "Please let me down, I can walk by
on his back, and went towards the
low and delude, "Florence, you are my fiancee now, it's my responsibility to protect and
was doing was
But...
"We are only pretendign to be engaged, nobody will see us here, you don't have
somehow annoyed, if he never mentioned about pretending to be engaged when they met, and they really were, there wouldn't be this estrangement
are doing this, we need to do the
he did his
he only did this to seem a good fiance,
on his back as her face
and quickly arrived at her room, when they were in front of the door, he said, "Hand me
bag and handed it to Ernest, she felt a little doubtful because she never mentioned that
remember the shadow that she saw early in the morning
thought about that, Florence asked, "Do
Ernest answered as he opened the door, "I am in the room
It really was him.
he here? The ones who lived here were the internal
entered
the closet in the room to
"Thank you."
Ernest come back to the sofa and thought he was going to hand
mind her, instead, he put the first aid kit down on the table, pulled a chair
his deep
was surprised, what did he mean by that? Would the elegant and noble Mr. Hawkins personally aid her
his demands, he reached down to grab
saw her
again, she tried
I can do this
together but didn't speak, with one hand he held her leg, with the other he used some disinfection on a cotton
on her skin made her
front of her, her heart
didn't look like he was allying medicine on her foot, more like he was doing something very important, something
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