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

a loud fight in the house just

she had been kicked

salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt

eyes. She reached out and was about

to have

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

Florence to walk

said firmly, “Come

Home?

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

struggled, unwilling to

emotional tone, she said, “I don’t

had

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

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

not homeless,” Ernest retorted

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

Florence was taken aback.

at this moment, it seemed that all those

that from now on his home was

floating in the mid-air fell back onto a firm

him, she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins, thank

all I want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest

his car with

time, Florence didn’t resist

the same as he reached out to save her life

her hand, and she

had been staying in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she

through this period, when she finally could weigh-off, she would look for an

--

that she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore,

had

rang at

fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she

herself into the quilt, she felt that she was

and nice

immediately, only to

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

face, a touch of tenderness

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