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 felt

he hadn’t left and it was such a loud fight in the

that she had been kicked out of the

if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her

her eyes. She reached out and was about to

to have a walk

action, Ernest tightened his arms that wrapped around Florence’s shoulder, holding her more tightly to prevent her

and forced Florence to

firmly, “Come

Home?

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

unwilling to

said, “I don’t

had lost her parents

all by herself pitifully once

she suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know

not homeless,” Ernest

Florence, he said each word full of determination, “Florence Fraser, listen to me. From now on, my home is

Florence was taken aback.

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

from now on his home was also her

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

felt so

your

car with Florence in his

Florence didn’t

same as he reached out

and she felt quite grateful

been staying in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took this period of time to stay

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

--

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

things had changed a

morning, the alarm clock rang at the same

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

quilt, she felt

she smelt a clean and nice scent of

her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who

startled, wondering why he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he would always get up a few

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