My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The next day…

In the early morning, Charlotte got up. Unable to suppress her excitement, she wanted to witness how Ernest and Florence broke up with each other.

Then the next they would announce the cancellation of their engagement.

She had been waiting in the living room quite early. She checked the time ... at this time usually, Timothy had already delivered the breakfast to the villa. However, so far he hadn’t shown up yet, and neither was the breakfast.

In Charlotte’s opinion, it meant that Ernest and Florence had a grudge last night, and they even had lost appetite to have breakfast.

Great!

Wonderful!

Charlotte could hardly hide her complacent smile. Now everything succeeded. She would soon become Earnest’s wife, the young madam of the Hawkins family.

She looked in the direction of the stairs expectantly, waiting for them to come downstairs.

“Crick-crack. Crick-crack. Crick-crack.”

The footsteps coming downstairs sounded in the quiet morning.

Instantly, Charlotte widened her eyes in excitement. With expectant, she looked over, but then she gaped...

Ernest and Florence were walking downstairs shoulder-by-shoulder. Ernest’s arm was on Florence's shoulder, intimately holding her in his arms.

Florence felt quite uneasy, trying to push his arm away from time to time.

However, after she pushed him away for an inch, Ernest wrapped around her shoulder again, even more tightly.

The two came downstairs while tugging each other, looking quite harmonious. They even had become more intimate than they were two days ago.

Charlotte widened her eyes in disbelief, wondering what was going on.

The incident last night was so fierce. Obviously, Ernest was so angry. But after one night, why didn’t he cancel the engagement with Florence, but they had become more close instead?

Charlotte couldn’t suppress her confusion. She blurted out, “Florence, are you and Ernest fine now?”

Florence was taken aback, wondering why she was asking so.

At the same time, Ernest's cold gaze fell on Charlotte’s face, so dangerous that she was frightened.

it had been, whenever facing Ernest, she would feel frightened

she pretended to

He was so angry and I was guilty of

was more confused. “What did you do to piss

could still be staying here

choked by Florence’s reaction. What did Florence mean

Florence had realized what had pissed off Ernest last

got mad at Florence because of that, had he? It

Charlotte added, “I didn’t do anything to piss off Ernest. It was

pissed off?” Ernest chimed in coldly to interrupt Charlotte’s words.

voice had the danger that made

her back

instinct, she blurted out, ‘I’m sorry,

Charlotte was almost freaked out, Florence felt sorry for

patted Charlotte’s shoulder and comforted her in a soft voice, “It’s alright. Although Ernest was short-tempered, he was not that

it easy. Enjoy staying

didn’t like to get too close to anyone, suddenly felt that his name was so

looked as if he was in a better mood. Reaching out, he pulled Florence in his

Florence’s heart hammer

Ernest started to touch her from time to time, such as taking her hand or holding her as if he was a sticky

get rid of him at

hand was injured so his legs were weekend

Ernest’s deep voice sounded in

be held today. It was a big day for her to rise

either. She nodded and said to Charlotte, “I’ll be quite

going?”

wanted to grab the opportunity to follow Ernest. She didn’t

she walked, Florence answered,

may I

can’t take care of you. Please don’t come with

her words, she had already

Timothy had parked

that Ernest and Florence were leaving,

“Florence, I don’t have the key. If I hang out later, who would answer the door

had her own intention ... in this case, she would have a key to this villa, which would

become a half-hostess

still immersed in her beautiful imagination, Ernest disappointed her

can wait for