My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Although Anthony was kidding with her, he remained quite professional. Skillfully, he designed styling for Florence that suited her very well.

In almost two hours, Florence had done with styling.

Florence had maroon curly hair, looking generous and stylish. She was wearing a simple-designed skirt, making her look capable and elegant, emanating a noble temperament.

Florence was always satisfied with Anthony in terms of styling. After thanking him, she walked out of the styling room.

As soon as she walked out, unexpectedly she saw Ernest sitting on the sofa. He was reading a newspaper in his hands leisurely, seemingly waiting for her.

She didn’t expect that he would follow her over and he would be busy with his work already.

Hearing the noises, Ernest switched his gaze from the newspaper and let it fall on Florence.

Looking at her up and down, he nodded.

He generously complimented her, “You look pretty originally. Now you’ve made the dress more beautiful.”

Florence was taken aback, wondering if he meant the outfit was average and he was praising her.

Everyone would be pleased by the compliments from others. Moreover, it was Ernest who praised her. Florence felt that her heart was with a pair of wings, flying upward.

When Anthony walked out, he heard Ernest’s compliment.

Instantly, his mouth corners twitched. He had picked up the outfit carefully, which was undoubtedly pretty. However, Ernest meant the outfit was ugly and it all replied on Florence who made it beautiful.

He clicked his tongue ... sure enough, beauty was in the eye of the beholder.

Anthony was the chief designer for Florence, so he was in charge of all the arrangements. Hence, Florence would go to her first fashion show with Anthony together.

However, when they were walking out of the lobby of the company, Florence looked at the tall and strong man walking by her side.

“Excuse me, Mr. Hawkins. Are you also coming with us?”

Anthony was the vice-president of the company, and Ernest was the CEO who was more superior. Florence didn’t think the fashion show was so important that both of them needed to attend.

Ernest nodded. He answered naturally, “Yeah.”

daze, wondering if he went there with the identity as the

had read Florence’s mind, Ernest bent over a bit

ambiguous tone to seduce her, he said,

messy as if

hammered so violently that she could

...

Group and it was arranged by Anthony in person. Hence it was a grand event,

of media liked her very much.

scene was very grand, even over the fashion shows of a lot of front-line

Looking at the scene,

and the only one. Everything happening here, all the media agencies, and all focuses were targeted

wonderful performance, and someone wanted

the man’s deep and magnetic voice

warm big hands were holding hers in his palms like

couldn’t help feeling warmth

her ... he was noble, elegant, and superior. However, he was standing next to her at such a short distance as if she could touch him as soon as she reached

uttered the

grateful for what he had done for her and for that he always accompanied her. Although their engagement

had happened, Ernest always stood by

had almost been used to his protection

her

important moment of her lifetime and career, she only wanted to accept and feel the best. She wanted to do things at will

“Thank you, Ernest.”

Florence’s voice was louder

gently with a sweet smile on her

stunned, looking at

mishear ... she was calling

it wrong ... Florence held his hand back, although it was a gentle

that there was a fire set in his heart, which was burning in

Fraser. You should go out

staff came over to inform Florence to go

but

staring at each other affectionately, seemingly they were going to kiss at