My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Wait! Maybe Ernest did those things just because he wanted to marry her.

After all, he was motivated to marry her.

As for why Ernest wanted to marry her, Florence originally thought that it was because of Gemma. But now… It seemed like she hadn’t thought carefully about this question…

Ernest became more indifferent when returning to a normal state. He glanced at Harold coldly and then asked him to leave, “You can leave now.”

Harold originally wanted to joke at him, but the words were stuck in his throat now.

Ernest was way too unreasonable!

He got up from the bed in the midnight and rushed to the villa to save him. He even arranged Florence to stand at the door and guided Ernest to confess his feelings for Florence.

He tried to help Ernest by various means but Ernest indifferently asked him to leave in the end.

Harold felt aggrieved and annoyed.

Therefore, he said to Florence who was hiding behind the door, “Flory, we’ve finished. You can come in now.”

Ernest froze when hearing his words.

He turned his sharp gaze to the door and as expected, he founded the little woman hiding behind the door.

Florence hadn’t left.

The indifference on his handsome face was replaced by awkwardness.

Being exposed, Florence flushed and felt unease. She complained in heart that Harold was really unreliable. It was him to teach her to eavesdrop behind the door, but now he exposed her!

He was really immoral.

Florence pushed open the door sulkily and looked at Ernest awkwardly, “I… I’m just worrying about you… Mr. Hawkins, are you fine now?”

Judging from Florence’s expression, Ernest knew that she must have heard the conversation between him and Harold just now.

Although it would not have any disadvantage to him, Ernest still felt a bit embarrassed as he almost fed Florence the drugged Chinese medicine soup just now.

His gaze became gloomy and he said in a deep voice, “I’m fine now. Come in.”

the world is getting worse day by day. Someone asked the doctor who has just saved his life to leave, but

so much that she could

glanced at Harold coldly and said indifferently, “Can brother

felt like he was stabbed by numerous daggers at

mouth and gazed at Ernest sulkily, “Ernest, don’t bully

about to be angered, Florence

many aspects, but he liked gossips, teasing others and talking

Harold was talking nonsense, what did

to Harold, and

her as his future wife?

Florence felt flustered again.

topic, asking, “Why you were suddenly

Ernest’s eyes. He looked quite dangerous at

a deep voice, “Go downstairs and have a

anything to do with Charlotte? She had suspected many people,

from the current clues that Ernest was drugged

immediately rooted in Florence’s

tightly and

pace was

in a panic and didn’t know how to deal with it. If the culprit was really Charlotte, it would be a great shame

Charlotte was her

bedroom soon. She didn’t close

sound of a woman. It sounded like she was

Florence paused.

was Charlotte doing in

the door, Florence hesitated for a while and then said to

and Florence

his head and directly walked to the living room and sat down on the

she smelled a strong scent of a sweet perfume. It was so strong that

she saw

and bed sheets scattering on the ground. Charlotte, who

was red and she

expected, Charlotte was also

was Charlotte who