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.

was surprised. Then she

left and it was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had already

she had been kicked out of

handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt

eyes. She reached out and was about to push

to have

his arms that wrapped around Florence’s shoulder, holding her

forced Florence to walk towards his

firmly, “Come home

Home?

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

unwilling

an emotional tone, she said, “I don’t need your pity on me.

had lost her parents and

by herself pitifully once again, having no one

or died, nobody would know about it and nobody

homeless,” Ernest retorted in

of determination, “Florence Fraser, listen to me. From now on, my home is also your

Florence was taken aback.

drain dropped on the ground and the umbrella, and she could hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all those

said that from now on his

homeless heart that was floating in the

she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins, thank

never your

walked towards his car with Florence in his

time, Florence didn’t resist

willing to take her in, it was the same as he

hand, and she felt quite grateful to

she had been staying in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took this period of

this period, when she finally could weigh-off,

--

Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back to

had changed a

rang

her eyes, Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the

she felt that she was rolling into a

she smelt a clean and

suddenly stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was

was startled, wondering why he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he would always get up a few minutes earlier than she

a touch of tenderness flashing through