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

in the house just now,

have known that she had been kicked out of the Fraser

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

and forced Florence to walk towards his car parked

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

it was stung into Florence’s heart. She

struggled, unwilling

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

was kicked out and had

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

she suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know about

homeless,” Ernest retorted

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

Florence was taken aback.

dropped on the ground and 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 could only

on his home

was floating in the mid-air

at him, she felt so touched. “Ernest

I want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in a

towards his car with

time, Florence didn’t

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

took her hand, and she

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

could weigh-off, she would look for

--

necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back to

things had changed a

the alarm clock rang at

and turned off the alarm.

the quilt, she felt that she was rolling into a broad

smelt a clean and nice scent of

stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only to see

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

dizzy face, a touch of tenderness