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.

surprised. Then she

was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was

she had been kicked out of

another handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt extremely

head, tears welled up in her eyes.

want to have a walk

Florence’s action, Ernest tightened his arms that wrapped around Florence’s shoulder,

forced Florence to walk towards his car

firmly, “Come

Home?

a needle and it was stung into Florence’s

struggled, unwilling

emotional tone, she said, “I don’t

and had lost her parents

had to live in this world all by herself pitifully once again,

the future, when she suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know about it and nobody would

not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a deep

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

Florence was taken aback.

this moment, it seemed that all those sounds had disappeared. In

on his home was

floating in the mid-air fell back onto

at him, she felt so touched. “Ernest

is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in a

towards his car with Florence

Florence

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

her hand, and she felt quite grateful

she took this period of time to stay a bit longer for the time

could weigh-off, she would look for an apartment to move

--

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

things had

the alarm clock rang at the

closing her eyes, Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she

the quilt, she felt

clean and nice

immediately, only to see Ernest who

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

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