My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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 even get

just sit there and wait for an

her teeth and tried to get up again, while Ernest pulled her and

felt the broad strong shoulders of this man, and

you doing?" She struggled a little,

on his back, and went towards the

was low and delude, "Florence, you are my fiancee now, it's my

was within the bounds of

But...

didn't feel comfortable, and said with a lowered voice, "We are only pretendign to be engaged, nobody will

engaged when they met, and they really were, there wouldn't be

spoke, "If we are doing this, we need to do

was speechless, he did his

good fiance, since she really

hung on his back as her

way and quickly arrived at her room, when they were

the room key out of her bag and handed it to Ernest, she felt a little doubtful because she never mentioned that she lived there, how did

early in the morning that went into her

she thought about that, Florence asked,

Ernest answered as he opened the door, "I am

It really was him.

who lived here were the internal

entered

in the

"Thank you."

sofa and thought he was going to hand the kit

down on the table, pulled a

in his deep voice, "Lift up your

mean by that? Would the

and said, "It's fine, I can do this by myself."

demands, he reached down to grab her food, and put

as she saw her own

she tried to pull her

I can do

leg, with the other he

pad on her skin made

in front of

was allying medicine on her foot, more like he was doing something very