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.”

at him in a daze, wondering if he went there with the identity

Ernest bent over a bit and his think lips attached to Florence’s

and ambiguous tone to seduce her, he said, “I’ll

Her mind was messy as if there was an

heart hammered so violently that

...

arranged by Anthony in person. Hence it was a grand event, almost the same as those shows

lot of media liked her very much. Hence, almost all the media in town attended this

was very grand, even over the fashion shows of a lot

Looking at the scene, she couldn’t help

Ovi Fashion Design Contest. Tonight, she was the absolute protagonist and the only one. Everything

performance, and someone wanted her

me,” the man’s deep

big hands were holding hers in his palms like an embrace

stunned. She couldn’t help feeling

turned around to look at the man standing beside her ... he was noble, elegant, and superior. However, he was standing next to her at such a short distance

lips apart, she uttered the two words in

what he had done for her and for that he always accompanied her. Although their engagement was fake,

happened, Ernest always

almost been used to

left her

she only wanted to accept and feel the best. She wanted to do things at will

“Thank you, Ernest.”

louder and she sounded more

back gently with

was stunned, looking at

mishear ... she was calling his

held his hand back,

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

Fraser. You should go out

this moment, a staff came over to inform Florence to go on the

door open as usual, but unexpectedly he

Florence hand-in-hand. They were staring at each