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."

was really unfortunate, how could

she couldn't just sit there and wait

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

shoulders of this man, and

struggled a little, "Please let me down,

had her safely on his back, and went towards

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

was within

But...

a lowered voice, "We are only pretendign to be engaged, nobody will see us here, you don't

froze slightly, he was somehow annoyed, if he never mentioned about pretending to be engaged when they

doing this, we need to do

speechless, he did

knew that he only did this to seem a good fiance,

hung on his back as

they were in front of the door, he said, "Hand me

handed it to Ernest, she felt a little doubtful because she never mentioned that she lived there, how did

the shadow that she saw early in the morning that went into her neighboring room,

that, Florence asked, "Do

opened the door, "I

It really was him.

here? The ones who lived here were the internal employees for the design

entered her room, and

towards the closet in the room to search

"Thank you."

back to the sofa and thought he was going to hand the kit to her, so she reached

the first aid kit down on the table, pulled a chair to the sofa

deep voice,

did he mean by that? Would

can do this by myself." She couldn't allow herself

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

astonished as she saw her own leg lying on

she tried to pull her

I can

leg, with the other he used some disinfection on a cotton pad, and tabbed it gently on her

pad on her

the man in front of her, her heart

on his task, he didn't look like he was allying medicine on her