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.”

her. Florence did not put up a pretense,

quickly

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

two bowls of soup on the table.

gave one bowl to Georgia, and another to

for madam helps replenish blood, and the one for you is to help heal your body.”

“Thank you, butler.”

with the butler’s kindness, Florence

and a glimmer

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

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

when they finished dinner, and it was

so late, there was all the more reason to keep Florence for the night. They arranged

old butler led her to Ernest’s room and said:

Florence, just let me

hurry and rest early

sent off the

the

but now they were

and then walked into the

different from Ernest’s

and thought she had entered

and asked in a

the decoration a few days ago; do you

asked for her opinion as if they were husband

for her opinion? She was only staying temporarily, she didn’t live

then she thought again; maybe someone was

to be eyes and ears everywhere.

forced a smile and say, “I

good mood, and he looked at her

and tried to change the subject, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m off

not bring any change of clothes nor pajamas, so she had

clothes in there are especially prepared for you.”

Prepared for her?

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

into the closet, she froze still.

clothes there were her

styles, from fashionable clothes to pajamas, and

he not said these were prepared especially for her, she

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