My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence ran like she was in a race. After she ran for quite a journey, she looked back to see whether anyone was following her. As she looked, she gave out a sign of relief.

Yet, she still had palpitations. Fortunately, the incident happened in a mall. If she met Collin in a less crowded place, there was no guarantee that the pervert wouldn’t do anything to her.

She patted her chest, and decided to leave the place.

Florence immediately walked towards the restaurant where Ernest was.

Subconsciously, she felt that as long as Ernest was there, it would be safe.

When she arrived at the western restaurant, her cheeks were a little red and she was a little breathless because she walked in a hurry.

Ernest saw her at once and frowned slightly, “What’s wrong?”

“No, nothing. I was afraid that you’ll have finished talking if I came back late, so I ran over.”

Florence just simply gave him an excuse, but later, she saw the disgusted look on Ernest’s face.

He handed a glass of water to her, “I won’t leave you behind.”

It was just a simple sentence, but it made her slipped into reverie.

Later, Ernest did not chat for too long and decided to leave.

Before leaving, Broker purposely spoke to Florence in Chinese, “Ms. Fraser, Mr. Hawkins really loves you and you are really lucky. I hope to attend your wedding soon.”

Florence was in doubt when she heard this. How in the world that this foreigner noticed that Ernest really loved her? This was simply nonsense. This was not true at all.

However, she still smiled at him and replied, “Thank you for your blessing. If we get married, we’ll definitely invite you.”

The premise was if they really had the chance to get married.

This couldn’t be considered as cheating him, Florence thought.

Ernest’s eyes darkened. He looked straight at Florence, as if there was a black hole in his eyes, where nothing could escape from it.

Florence felt uneasy as Ernest kept staring at her. She tried to take a step back, but her arm was grabbed by him and pulled to his front.

The distance between them was very close.

His deep voice showed a hint of happiness.

friends

“I’m just being polite…”

she could finish her words, her lips

kiss was also extremely lingering and seemed

dumbfounded, and this made

in a western restaurant, in public! How can he just

was so embarrassed and she felt

and tried to push him away. However, Ernest tightened his arms

moment, a violin was played and people around them cheered and clapped

a romantic and blessed

and she was

decided to head home, Timothy appeared from nowhere to replace Florence as a driver

back seat and turned her head to face the window.

remained this position until they

out of the car

back and looked. She saw Ernest was

come he hadn’t gone

what are you

in a deep voice, “Helping you pack

“What?”

what was going on in his mind. Why would she need to pack her

you’ll stay in my

word by word in a deep voice. He

thinking. She immediately shook her head, “Why should I move to

have to take care of

your bags if you don’t want to. You can just sleep in my house like last night. Anyway, all the clothes and supplies are ready for

She

I need to stay with you again tonight. Your hand should have been much better, you

hand seems to hurt

said with a sullen

that she couldn’t even tell if he was telling the truth or

to stay with him for a long period

forward. The distance between them was

scent of his body was

now my fiancée. Now, I’m injured, shouldn’t you take care of

asking a question, but it sounded so firm until