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.”

be trying to eat with her. Florence did not put up a

quickly with a push cart full of food.

after a good rest. With Florence’s help, she got off her bed and sat

of soup on the

old butler gave one bowl to

for madam helps replenish blood, and the

“Thank you, butler.”

kindness, Florence thanked

butler looked at each other, and a glimmer

soup, and

giving more nourishment to juniors. Florence understood this mentality, and obediently drank both bowls of

was nearly nine o’clock when they finished

so late, there was all the more reason to keep Florence for the night. They arranged her to stay in Ernest’s

butler led her to

Florence, just let me know if you need

hurry and

off the butler.

turned to face the door, and felt

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

and then walked into the

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

taken aback and thought she had entered the wrong room.

comfortably on the sofa, and asked in a very

the decoration a few days

for her opinion as if they were husband and wife.

uneasy; was there any need to ask for her opinion? She

maybe someone was eavesdropping in on

to be eyes and ears everywhere. Florence was afraid

smile and say,

in a good mood, and he looked at

the subject, “Mr. Hawkins,

pajamas, so

closet, “The clothes in there are

Prepared for her?

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

stepped into the closet, she froze

there were

to pajamas, and there were even a dozen

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

her, it was as