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.

inviting friends to our

“I’m just being polite…”

words,

was also extremely lingering and seemed to have some indescribable

completely dumbfounded, and this made her

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

so embarrassed and she felt so

push him away. However, Ernest tightened his arms and kissed

moment, a violin was played and people around them

a romantic and

and

appeared from nowhere to replace

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

position until they

out of the car

wrong. She immediately turned back and looked. She saw Ernest was right behind

how come he hadn’t gone

what are you

in a deep voice,

“What?”

on in his mind. Why would she need to

onwards, you’ll

a deep voice. He

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

take care

bandaged hand with a 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

stunned. She shook

to stay with you again tonight. Your hand should have been much better, you can manage yourself. So, you don’t need me to stay beside you and

my hand seems to

with a sullen

that she couldn’t even tell if he was

would have to stay with him for a

took a step forward. The distance between them

of his body was invading

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

sounded so firm until no one