My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was deeply moved by Ernest’s caring manner towards her, but she was still looking Gemma up and down unnoticeably.

She could discern that Gemma’s face had whitened in a flash, but she had managed to suppress her bitter emotions and just proceeded to wear a smile on her face like how Harold and the others had been reacting.

It was as if they were… only friends.

The dinner had ended in a lively and bustling mood, but it seemed like the lads had wanted more of their lovey-dovey interaction as they were still lingering in Ernest’s place after dinner with the excuse of wanting some after-dinner desserts.

Their requests were ignored by Ernest as he promptly carried Florence back to the room to change a fresh dressing for her wounds.

Florence proceeded to lie down on the bed after her dressing was changed as she was still recuperating from her injuries, hence it would not be appropriate for her to exert herself too much.

However, she soon noticed that Ernest had taken a seat on the sofa as well as if he was going to stay in the room with her, and he had even picked up a book as usual and started reading.

Was he going to disregard Harold and the others whom were still hanging downstairs by themselves?

Florence’s temple throbbed as his way of seeing to the guests like he did not give a damn about them at all had worried her profusely.

After deliberating about it for a while, she finally uttered, “You should head downstairs and keep them company, Mr. Hawkins.”

“There’s no need to. They will leave on their own after a while.” Ernest remained unmoved and was adamant about his decision to stay with her.

She tried to persuade him to change his mind, “They are our guests after all, so we should still treat them courteously when they have paid us a visit. It won’t look nice if we just let them be on their own.”

His brows were raised slightly upon hearing her words, and he stared straight at her with his gleaming eyes as he asked, “They’re our guests?”

He continued in a husky and implicative tone, “Are you concerned about our family’s hospitality?”

Florence’s heart instantly skipped a beat when he had mentioned the word ‘our family’.

The two words were like a huge stone that had been hurled into a tranquil pool of lake in her heart, causing her heart to ripple with turbulent waves and throw her into a state of nerves at once.

Her eyes flickered around the room as she did not dare to meet his gaze while her cheeks were blushing, “I’m just, reminding you out of courtesy.”

Her reminder had not come from the standpoint of the host of this place at all, and she was only urging him out of worry.

However, Ernest’s gaze had darkened as he uttered in a husky voice which had hints of delight in it, “I’ll go down and keep them company so that they won’t feel left out and think that our family is discourteous towards them.”

rendered speechless,

his mouth again. How could he state that so offhandedly like she was in fact someone

a flutter as nervousness had crept up onto her, and she promptly lied

and walked over to the bed shortly after to tuck her in as he said

lips under the cover as her heart

the husband would report to his wife about where he was heading to in a gentle manner while solemnly pledged that

actually happened

Was this a reality?

realistic beyond belief, and

a state of nerves as she had even started to regret her decision to drop

on Ernest on the grounds that she had wanted to pay Florence a visit for her injuries, and even though she had been able to hang out with him for quite some time as she had wished

her preferences as his nose was always in the air,

taken in the fact that he did

the fact that there

attentive as well, and his gaze had not lingered on

them had received from Ernest had made it apparent for someone to

Florence that she was his real girlfriend and the one whom he

incident arouse Florence’s suspicion about the lies that she had been feeding

gone out of her way to painstakingly deceive Florence so that she would reject Ernest’s earlier proposal, and if the cat was let out of the bag just when she was on the

herself to fail on

only one whom could stay beside Ernest, and even if it was Florence, she would never

think of a way to patch up the current situation and rectify the accidental mistakes

noticed that Ernest

that was attired by him had set his towering figure off perfectly, and his dazzling face was

on the masses,

from his mouth as soon as he had come down was to actually show them

heart was weighed down by

and leave things hanging like this as she had no clue when she would be able to meet Florence again. Her plans would be completely ruined if Florence were to get suspicious and reveal to Ernest about the lies that she

and I had not gotten any chance to talk to her during dinner. Can I go up to see how she’s doing and

and his lips were

that she would criticize him for not being a

to go up and keep her company,

seemed like it was the best of both