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 to our

“I’m just being polite…”

her words, her lips were

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

was completely dumbfounded, and this

restaurant, in public! How can he just kiss her

and she

him away. However, Ernest

at this moment, a violin was played and people around

was a romantic and blessed

fluttered and she was so

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

face was still blushing because of the kiss. She sat at the back seat and turned her head to face the

remained this position until

got out of the car and wanted to

and

surprised, how come he hadn’t gone

what

in a deep voice, “Helping you pack your

“What?”

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

onwards, you’ll stay in my

voice. He was informing her,

couldn’t understand what Ernest was thinking. She immediately shook

have to take care

firm 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 like last night. Anyway, all the clothes and supplies are

was stunned. She shook her

was just because I had no choice but to stay back and take care of you. I don’t think I need to stay with you again tonight. Your hand should have

seems to

with a

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

to stay with him for a long period of

took a step forward. The distance between them

strong hormonal scent of his

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

tone was like asking a question, but it sounded