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.”

with her. Florence did not put up a pretense, and

and then reappeared quickly with a push cart

seemed to feel much better after a good rest. With Florence’s help, she got off her bed and sat

were two bowls of soup on the table.

to Georgia, and another to

especially for each of you. The soup for madam helps replenish blood, and the one for you is

“Thank you, butler.”

the butler’s kindness, Florence

and a glimmer seemed to flash across their eyes.

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

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

when they finished

late, there was all the more reason to keep

butler led her to

just let me know if you need

hurry and rest

sent off

turned to face the

engagement, but now they

took a deep breath, and then walked into the

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

and thought she had

sofa, and asked in a very calm

decoration a few days ago; do you

as if they were husband and

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

then she thought again; maybe someone

bound to be eyes and ears everywhere. Florence was afraid to say anything, in fear of saying something wrong.

a smile

mood, and he looked at

felt uncomfortable, and tried to change the subject, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m off to shower; can

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

in there

Prepared for her?

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

stepped into the closet,

the clothes there

fashionable clothes to pajamas, and there were even a dozen

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

this many clothes for her, it was as though she