My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence had no idea how she came out from the Fraser family’s house.

Her footsteps were like floating in the mid-air. She moved forward step by step as if there was only darkness waiting for her in front.

She was confused, didn’t know where she was heading to.

Indeed, she had lost her home. Now she had nowhere to go.

She once again became an orphan, a vagrant.

“Pak--”

Raindrops fell from the sky, one after another. As big as beans, she felt hurt when they smashed on her body.

It rained heavier and heavier in an instant. Soon it would become a downpour.

Florence was standing at the gate. Touching her face, she found it was wet but she didn’t know whether because of the tears or the rain.

Looking up at the sky and the rain lines, she felt quite desolate.

She was so miserable -- just now she became homeless, and now she became a drowned rat.

Florence felt quite a pain in her heart. She didn’t care about anything and was about to walk forward in the rain. After all, she was dumped. No matter if she was caught in the rain or got a fever, no one would care about her.

At this moment, a big black umbrella appeared on top of her head, immediately protecting her from the downpour.

She looked along the slender arm that was holding the umbrella handle, only to see Ernest’s extremely handsome face. He was staring at her deeply, and his good-looking brows were slightly creased, looking quite worried about her.

“No matter how sad you feel, you can’t walk in the rain.”

His voice was quite low and his tone was like giving a command.

As he spoke, he reached out to put his arm in her shoulder, giving her an embrace.

His tall and strong body was like a have to protect her from the store, blocking all the raindrops and wind for her.

Florence gaped at him. Feeling the warmth from his body, her frozen heart had a trace of warmth as well.

“Why are you here?”

Ernest walked outside with Florence in his arms. He answered, “I didn’t leave at all.”

He was waiting for her outside all the time.

He was in the small garden, and when Florence came out in a bad mood, she didn’t pay attention to him.

Then she felt frightened and

fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had already heard

must have known that she had been kicked

handful of salt was

head, tears welled up in her eyes.

to have

arms that wrapped around Florence’s

forced Florence to walk towards his

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

was like a needle and it was stung into Florence’s heart. She felt an extremely

struggled, unwilling to

said, “I don’t need your

out and had lost

in this world all by herself pitifully once again, having no one to depend

died, nobody

not homeless,” Ernest retorted in

determination, “Florence Fraser, listen

Florence was taken aback.

umbrella, and she could hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all those sounds had disappeared. In the

that from now on his home

that was floating in the mid-air fell back onto a firm

she felt so

want is never your appreciation,”

his car with

time, Florence didn’t

was willing to take her in, it was the same as he reached out to save her life when she fell

she

Hence, she took this period of

period, when she finally could weigh-off, she would look for an

--

she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore, nothing

had changed

morning, the alarm clock rang

closing her eyes, Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she planned to sleep in for a few minutes

just tucked herself into the quilt, she felt that

smelt a clean and nice scent of a

suddenly stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only

today. Usually, he would always get up a

a touch of tenderness flashing through