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.

she felt frightened

fight in the house just now, she was worried that

have known that she had been kicked out

as if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her

head, tears welled up in her eyes. She reached out and was about to push

want to have a

around Florence’s shoulder, holding her more tightly

to walk towards

“Come

Home?

like a needle and it was stung into Florence’s

struggled, unwilling to walk

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

was kicked out and had

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

the future, when she suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would

not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

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

Florence was taken aback.

hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all those

now on his home

that was floating in the mid-air fell back

him, she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins,

is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in

his car with

time, Florence didn’t

same as he reached out to save her life when she fell into

hand, and she felt

villa. Hence, she took this period of time to stay a bit longer for

finally could weigh-off, she would look for an

--

Ernest’s villa, there were all the necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t

had

the alarm clock rang at the same time as

fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm.

the quilt, she felt that she

smelt a clean and nice scent of

widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was lying beside

he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he would always get up

at Florence’s dizzy face, a touch of tenderness flashing through