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 very annoyed, she felt she was really unfortunate, how could she

just sit there and wait

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

strong shoulders

what are you doing?" She struggled a little, "Please

his back,

was low and delude, "Florence, you are my fiancee

what he was doing was

But...

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

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

we are doing this, we need to do

was speechless, he did his job

only did this to seem a good fiance, since she really wasn't in the condition to

back as her face

her room, when they were in front of the door, he said,

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

couldn't help but to remember the shadow that she saw early in the morning that went into her neighboring room, that

about that, Florence asked, "Do you stay here

opened the door, "I am in the room next to

It really was him.

here? The ones who lived here were the internal

him, when Ernest already entered her room, and laid

closet in the room to search

"Thank you."

Ernest come back to the sofa and thought he was going to hand

first aid kit down on the table,

said in his deep

was surprised, what did he mean by that? Would the elegant and noble Mr. Hawkins personally aid

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

give her a chance to decline his demands, he reached down to grab her food, and

she saw her own leg

herself again, she tried to pull her

I can do this

pressed his lips together but didn't speak, with one hand he held her leg, with the other he used some

pad on her skin made her

in front of her, her heart started

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