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.”

did not put up a pretense, and went to

wholeheartedly, and then reappeared quickly with a push cart full of

being seemed to feel much better after a good rest. With Florence’s help, she got off

bowls of soup on

to Georgia, and

is made especially for each of you. The soup for madam helps replenish

“Thank you, butler.”

the butler’s kindness, Florence thanked

at each other, and a glimmer seemed

Florence finished a bowl of soup,

to juniors. Florence understood this mentality, and obediently

nine o’clock when they finished dinner, and

keep Florence for the night. They arranged her

her to

me

you hurry and

sent off the

to face the door, and felt rather

Ernest already called off their engagement, but now they were going to sleep in the

and then

from Ernest’s room from before, but it eerily resembled her own room’s

she had entered

on the sofa, and asked in a very calm tone.

the decoration a few

asked for her opinion as if they were

was there any need to ask for her opinion? She was only staying temporarily,

she thought again; maybe someone was

here was the Hawkins family; there were bound to be eyes and ears everywhere.

smile and say, “I

mood, and he looked at her

“Mr. Hawkins, I’m off to shower; can you give

any change of clothes nor pajamas,

to a closet, “The clothes in there are

Prepared for her?

didn’t have to wear his clothes. Florence let out a sigh of relief, and went to the

stepped into the

clothes there were

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

not said these were prepared especially for her, she would have thought that there

with this many clothes for her, it was as though she was living here.