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 our

“I’m just being polite…”

finish her words, her lips

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

completely dumbfounded, and this

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

and she felt so shameful about

However, Ernest tightened

was played and people

a romantic and

and

decided to head home, Timothy appeared from nowhere

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

position until they

of the car

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

was surprised, how come he hadn’t

what are you

voice, “Helping you pack

“What?”

going on in his mind. Why would she need

onwards, you’ll stay

voice. He was informing her, not discussing

couldn’t understand what Ernest was thinking.

take

if you don’t want to. You can just sleep in

stunned. She shook her

again tonight. Your hand should have been much better, you can manage yourself. So, you don’t need

seems to

with

that she couldn’t even tell

that she would have to stay

The distance

strong hormonal scent of his body was

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

it sounded so firm until no one dares to