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, her lips

also extremely lingering and seemed to have some indescribable

was completely dumbfounded, and

a western restaurant, in public! How can

so embarrassed and she

away. However, Ernest tightened his arms

moment, a violin was played and people around

was a romantic and

fluttered and she was so

appeared from nowhere to replace Florence as a driver to

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

position until they

got out of the car and wanted to go

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

come

what are

a deep voice,

“What?”

in his mind. Why would she need

you’ll stay in

by word in a deep voice. He was informing her, not discussing

understand what Ernest was thinking.

to take

hand with a firm look on his face, “You don’t need to pack your bags if you don’t want to.

was stunned. She shook her

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

my hand seems to hurt

said with a

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

confused. The fact that she would have to stay with him for a long period of time made her reluctant

The distance

of his body was invading

“Florence, you are now my fiancée. Now, I’m

but it sounded so firm until no one dares to reject