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.”

he went there with the identity as the CEO of the company or as her fiancé

mind, Ernest bent over a bit and his think lips

her, he said,

ears were suddenly reddened deeply. Her mind was messy as if there was an explosion in

so violently that

...

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

and a lot of media liked her very much. Hence, almost all

even over the fashion shows

at the scene, she couldn’t help feeling

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

expected her wonderful performance, and someone wanted her to make fool

man’s deep and magnetic voice sounded in her

hands were holding hers in his palms like an embrace to protect her

couldn’t help feeling

However, he was standing next to her at such a short

apart, she uttered the two words in an extremely

what he had done for her and for that he always accompanied her. Although their engagement was fake, undeniably, Florence had been the most worry-free in

happened, Ernest always

used to his protection and his

her one day, would

her lifetime and career, she only wanted to accept and feel the best.

“Thank you, Ernest.”

was louder and she sounded more

his hand back gently with a sweet

stunned, looking

was calling his

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

in his heart, which was burning

Ms. Fraser. You should go

over to inform Florence to go

thinking, he pushed the door open as usual, but unexpectedly

hand-in-hand. They were staring at