My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest carried Florence in his arms and directly walked out of the room and the main door without stopping his paces at all.

He commanded with a darkened face, “Timothy, drive the car over here.”

“Yes, sir.”

Timothy hurriedly went to drive the car.

“Ernest.”

Gemma caught up to them and her eyes were sparkling when she looked at Ernest. She looked as if she was really torn.

After hesitating for a while, she spoke softly, “If you leave now, what about my illness then…”

Ernest’s handsome face did not have any expression change. His tone was indifferent.

“If you want to stay here, I’ll let Timothy accompany you.”

This meant that he was bound to leave now.

Gemma was reluctant and she still wanted to say something else. However, seeing Ernest’s indifferent expression, she felt as if her throat was clogged with a large stone, which prevented her from saying any word.

In his view, Florence was a thousand times more important than her.

Due to the fear just now, Florence subconsciously stayed in Ernest’s arms to seek a sense of security. But, they were already downstairs now and Gemma was also there.

Florence spoke uneasily, “Mr. Hawkins, put me down, just let Timothy send me back. It’s better that you stay here to accompany Miss Marlon.”

As Florence spoke, she tried to get herself down from Ernest’s arms.

But, the arms around her waist tightened abruptly and the force used by him to carry her increased, making her immobile.

Ernest looked down at her and he was so domineering that he did not let her refuse.

“Don’t move.”

“But…”

“If you move again, I’ll kiss you.”

Ernest threatened her with a deep voice.

Florence’s white face

not dare to move. She

at the intimate interaction between them, Gemma was immensely green with envy.

and she finally managed to contain her emotion. She

night now. You guys take care of your

she spoke, she looked at Florence with care but the words were actually spoken to Ernest, “Ernest, Flory was frightened just now, you should stop scaring her. Send her back

caring words made her looked like

Florence so he did not care what she said. He stood still and did not say a

Ernest in his arms,

the car over

the driver’s seat. He instructed Timothy

he did not even look

into the car and leave. The emotions that

she wanted

a moment after seeing that tears had

without thinking, “Miss Marlon, don’t worry. I’ll never move a step from you in these

glanced at Timothy. She turned

looked at the scene outside the window. After getting farther and

the intention to deal

took out a piece of tissue paper and very gently lifted the jacket on

three centimetres long and had dried up without bleeding anymore. But for some reason, this wound hurt much more than the previous

wipe the blood from the

and he could not help but drive the car more

the wound. As she wiped, she unexpectedly saw that there were thin red

red blemishes in the eyes that were arranged in a

and she subconsciously

“What’s wrong?”

unbuckled his seat belt. His tall body leaned towards

“Something strange seems to have formed

of Collin who was dangerous, Florence felt

two to three centimetres

more. His urge to kill Collin surged

I suddenly have the figure of red blemishes on

anxiously but when she spoke

wound. Her snow-white skin did not have the red blemishes

What was going on?