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

reappeared quickly with a push cart full of food.

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

bowls of

old butler gave one bowl to Georgia, and another

for each of you. The soup for madam

“Thank you, butler.”

kindness, Florence thanked him politely.

and

dinner, Florence finished a bowl of soup, and Georgia handed

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

nearly nine o’clock when they finished dinner, and it was dark

the more reason to keep Florence for the night. They arranged

to Ernest’s

let me

you hurry and

sent off the butler.

face the door, and felt

off their engagement, but now they were going to sleep in the same

a deep breath, and then walked into the

various soft-colored decorations, which appeared completely different from Ernest’s

and thought she had entered

the sofa, and asked

few days ago; do

if

suddenly felt uneasy; was there any need to ask for her opinion? She was only staying temporarily, she didn’t live here.

thought again; maybe someone was eavesdropping in

all, this here was the Hawkins family; there were bound to be eyes and ears

just forced a smile

to be in a good mood, and he looked

subject, “Mr. Hawkins,

change of clothes nor pajamas, so she had to resort to wear his clothes.

a closet, “The clothes in there are

Prepared for her?

didn’t have to wear his clothes. Florence let out

stepped into the closet, she froze

the clothes there

of styles, from fashionable clothes to pajamas, and there

Had he not said these were prepared especially for her, she would have thought

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