My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest Hawkins didn’t care about being stared at by Florence Fraser. He walked towards her and asked in a low voice, “Who’s calling?”

His voice was indeed low, so that the person on the other end couldn’t hear his voice.

Florence might seem to be sinful and covered her phone hurriedly.

“It’s Cooper, he’s been looking for me. I just call back to reassure him.”

Ernest felt displeased seeing Florence’s action. He sat down beside her, and his tall body was getting closer to her intentionally.

“Hang up. I have something to talk to you.”

After taking a shower, the faint smell of shower gel on his body was fantastic.

Florence’s heart skipped a beat.

She was blushing red and held her phone to her ear, “Cooper, I’m fine now. Don’t worry. I’m at my home now, ready to sleep. You should have some rest too. See you on Monday.”

On the other end, Cooper Scott was silent for a moment and replied in a low voice, “Alright, good night.”

After hanging up, Cooper was feeling downhearted looking at the black screen of his phone. He was feeling decrepit.

His phone was customized with the latest technology, and its audio effect was excellent. He could still hear the sound of a man on the other end, even if it was deficient.

Florence was with a man at the moment.

Florence felt uncomfortable with Ernest sitting very close to her. She moved slightly to the side away from him.

“Mr. Hawkins, what do you want to tell me?”

Ernest was displeased, noticing Florence’s little movement. He said in a deep voice, “Call me by my name.”

“But… I’m used to calling you as Mr. Hawkins. It suits you well.”

“Have you ever seen anyone calling her fiancé like that?” Ernest propped his hand on the bed with his handsome face getting closer to Florence, “Or maybe, Mr Hawkins and Mrs. Hawkins.”

Mr. Hawkins and Mrs. Hawkins!

the callings of

mouth, “I will

then patted her head, feeling

palm were making Florence

stepped back

might fall onto

“You are transferring to work at

Florence was dumbfounded looking at Ernest, feeling

had been keeping her nose to the grindstone to get

contrast, the Hawkins group was a large

well-known and senior designers weren’t necessarily able to get into this company. Its requirements were said to

group can

best way to shoot to fame, but

she clearly knew, “I’m not qualified

get into his company just

and put it in front of her,

in the final

She was surprised to see that many posts discussed her on the Fashion Forum and the news. And there was even someone initiating an activity named Finding

supporters and

of tears. She couldn’t tell that she was feeling wrongly accused or maybe feeling gratified.

But she didn’t expect that there would be so many people supporting her and waiting

of ‘Finding Florence’ as a gimmick, we can launch a new platform for you and you will be rose to fame overnight. After

requirements for the Hawkins

she would have a second chance. She was hopeful again, looking at

clear that this opportunity was unique for

terrible for her to leave so early. So

sitting at the parlour, and she smilingly suggested playing

“Flory, you know how

roughly, I’m not good

feeling awkward to play mah-jong

of being

nodded satisfied and beckoned, “Brianna, Eunice,

stood up and helped