My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Georgia’s illness was getting worse; her body was already in a bad condition, and after a while, she became sleepy again.

Before she fell asleep, she held onto Florence’s hand, “Flory, stay with me for a while longer.”

“Sure.”

There was no way Florence could resist this elder’s kind attitude.

Georgia eventually managed to fall asleep peacefully.

There was no reason for Brianna and the rest to stay in the bedroom, so they headed out. Before she left, Brianna glared at Florence viciously with a murderous intent, as if she would kill her tonight.

Ernest looked at her with a gentle glance.

He said in a low voice, “You stay here with me; call me if you need anything.”

Florence nodded, and watched as Ernest left.

Georgia managed to rest quite well and didn’t wake up until it was late in the evening.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Florence, who still held her hand by her bedside.

Georgia was slightly surprised, “Flory, were you here all this time?”

“Yes, grandma, are you feeling better?”

Florence smiled, and then began to stretch her stiff body.

Georgia looked at her with distress, “What a dull child.”

She sighed and felt sympathy to Florence even more. If she wasn’t so pure and simple, how could she possibly agree to call off the engagement to Ernest?

In the entire City N, there are far too many women plotting to marry Ernest. Even if they were just his fiancé, they would ensure that the wedding engagement would proceed.

But Florence was a complete exception. In this way, she had to help them plan…

“Are you hungry?”

Georgia looked out at the night sky and asked.

“I’m fine.”

Florence shook her head, and then seemed to think of something. Then she asked concernedly, “Grandma, are you hungry? Let me fetch someone to bring you food.”

“The butler’s at the door; just ask them to bring us some food to eat.”

trying to eat with her. Florence did not put up a pretense, and went to find the butler.

wholeheartedly, and then reappeared quickly with

With Florence’s help, she got off her bed and sat beside the dining

bowls of

one bowl to Georgia, and

The soup for madam helps replenish

“Thank you, butler.”

with the butler’s kindness, Florence thanked him politely.

Hawkins and the butler looked at each other, and

of soup,

understood this

when they finished dinner,

there was all the more reason to keep Florence

led her to Ernest’s room

just let me know if you

you hurry and

off the butler.

to face the

Ernest already called off their engagement, but now they

deep breath, and then

appeared completely different from Ernest’s room from before, but it eerily resembled

aback and thought she had entered the

sat comfortably on the sofa, and asked in

the decoration a few

for her opinion as if they

suddenly felt uneasy; was there any need to ask for her opinion? She was only staying temporarily, she

again; maybe someone was eavesdropping in on their

to be eyes and

smile and say, “I

a good mood, and he looked at

the subject, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m off to shower; can

change of clothes nor pajamas, so she had to resort

pointed to a closet, “The clothes in there are especially prepared for you.”

Prepared for her?

least this meant that she didn’t have to wear his clothes. Florence let out a

into the closet, she froze

half of the clothes there were her own clothes.

selection of styles, from fashionable clothes to pajamas, and there were even a dozen

was surprised beyond words. Had he not said these were prepared especially for her, she would have thought that there was

this many clothes for her, it was as