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 to

“I’m just being polite…”

words, her lips

was also extremely lingering and seemed to have some

completely dumbfounded, and this

a western restaurant, in public!

was so embarrassed and she felt so shameful about

panicked and tried to push him away. However,

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

was a romantic and

and she

Timothy appeared from nowhere to

sat at the back seat and turned her head to face the window. She didn’t dare to

until

out of the car

a few steps, she felt something was wrong. She immediately turned back and looked. She saw Ernest was right behind

how come he hadn’t

Hawkins, what

deep voice, “Helping you pack your

“What?”

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

onwards, you’ll

word by word in a deep voice. He was informing her, not discussing with

what Ernest was thinking. She immediately shook her head, “Why

to take care

look on his face, “You don’t need to pack your bags if you don’t want to. You can just sleep in my house

She

back and take care of you. I don’t think I need to stay with you again tonight. Your hand should have been much better,

seems to hurt

with a sullen

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

looked at him in confused. The fact that she would have to stay with him for a long period of time made her reluctant to face

step forward. The distance

strong hormonal scent of his

“Florence, you are now my

was like asking a question, but it sounded so firm until