My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence had to use a lot of energy to send Ernest back to Senna International Community.

As she passed through the door, the kitten pounced on Florence out of habit, but before it could reach Florence, it was caught by Ernest.

Ernest shot a glance at it, as if it was a bitter enemy.

“Get as far away from her as possible.”

As he said that, he threw the kitten into the distance, drawing an arc in the air.

“Hey, be careful.”

Florence was rendered speechless by his actions. Fearing that the kitten would crash to the floor, she watched it carefully, and was only able to feel relieved after seeing the kitten landing lightly on its toes.

“Meow.”

The kitten stood there and let out a purr while staring at Florence. It wanted to get close again, but it was intimidated by Ernest’s icy glare.

Florence was feeling amused by what she was seeing. Ernest must be very drunk since the high and mighty Mr. Hawkins was even bullying a kitten.

Would he remember all of this when he woke up from his drunken state tomorrow?

Florence helped Ernest back to his room with much effort, and after entering the room, she was still feeling startled by the mild and warm colour tone of the room.

She couldn’t know whether this was just her illusion, but the style of this room somehow resembled hers.

At the moment, there were rose petals scattered all over the floor. The fragrance was assaulting her nose, and the whole place was dreamy and romantic.

Ernest stared at her squarely and with a sexy and low voice, he asked, “Do you like this?”

He was repeating the same question again. His gaze was even more sincere and intense compared to when he was confessing last night.

As she locked gaze with him, Florence felt her heart shudder uncontrollably, as if all of her consciousness was going to be sucked away by him.

At least, she was sure that the design and styling of this room was to cater to her preference.

Even all the little accessories were all her favourite designs with everything well thought-out.

“…I like them.”

Florence answered in a barely audible voice after pressing her lips into a line.

sparkle of colours could be seen in Ernest’s eyes, and his thin lips couldn’t help lifting themselves upwards.

that everything around him seemed to lose their lustre, leaving him

only gape at him while

be someone who looked so otherworldly

live here with

them sounded very casual,

was a home. To him, it was just a villa

had the woman he loved in addition to things she

started to pound furiously, and she felt that her heart was going

reason anymore at such a late hour. She focused her gaze on

want to live

said humans would reveal everything honestly after

getting drunk. She had to get a hold of

you

that, Florence was trying to move

continued to maintain his iron grip on her shoulders as he said

was slightly annoyed by him for making

had no choice but to help Ernest to the bathroom, and she even filled the bathtub

to Ernest with obvious relief, “Mr. Hawkins, everything

want you to

Florence’s hand as he said this as if it was the most natural thing

stunned as she looked at Ernest in disbelief. Had he lost all of

a tantrum the moment she was going to leave, and now he was just spouting romantic words without thinking. To top

This couldn’t be right.

bath with you. You

lips without giving a reply. He was simply staring straight at Florence with determined eyes. He looked even

her temples throb, and her head started to

had she gone through

didn’t know what’s wrong with Ernest. He would continue to stare at her

helpless, so she tried to reason with

nor your nanny.

to remain

who can

“I will marry you.”

her without any hint of

corner of her mouth twitched as she

you. Let me go, I