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

“I’m just being polite…”

her words,

was also extremely lingering and seemed

and this made her

were in a western restaurant, in public! How

and she felt

push him away. However, Ernest tightened

and people around them

romantic and blessed

fluttered and she was

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

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

this position until they reached

got out of the car

felt something was wrong. She immediately turned back and looked. She saw Ernest was right behind her, following her to enter

how come he hadn’t

Hawkins, what are you

in a deep voice, “Helping you pack

“What?”

in his mind.

onwards, you’ll stay in my

deep voice. He was informing her, not discussing

she heard this. She really couldn’t understand what Ernest was thinking. She immediately shook her head,

take care of

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

was stunned. She shook

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 been much better, you can manage yourself. So, you don’t

my hand seems to hurt

with a sullen

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

would have to stay with him for a long period of

step forward. The distance between them was so

his body was

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

sounded so firm until