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.

you’re inviting friends

“I’m just being polite…”

words, her lips were kissed

a good mood, his kiss was also extremely lingering and seemed to have some indescribable

dumbfounded, and this

a western restaurant, in public! How

was so embarrassed and she felt so shameful about

However, Ernest tightened his arms and

violin was played and people around them cheered and clapped

was a romantic and blessed

fluttered and she

decided to head home, Timothy appeared from nowhere to

kiss. She sat at the back seat and turned her head to face

remained this position until they

got out of the

and looked. She saw Ernest was right

was surprised, how come he hadn’t gone back

what are

a deep voice, “Helping you pack

“What?”

on in his mind. Why would she need to pack her bags all of a

tonight onwards, you’ll

word in a deep voice.

couldn’t understand what Ernest was thinking. She immediately shook her head, “Why should I move to

to take care of

you don’t want

was stunned. She shook her head

take care of you. I don’t think I need to stay with you again tonight. Your hand should have been much better, you can manage yourself. So, you don’t need me

seems

said with a

attitude was so serious that she couldn’t even tell if he was telling

she would have to stay

took a step forward. The

hormonal scent of his body

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

asking a question, but it sounded so firm until no one dares to reject