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.

Then she

hadn’t left and it was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried

he must have known that she had been kicked out of the Fraser

was

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

to have

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

to

“Come

Home?

like a needle and it was stung into

unwilling to walk

“I don’t need your pity on me.

out and had lost her parents and

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

or died, nobody would know about it and

not homeless,” Ernest

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

Florence was taken aback.

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 hear

from now on his

the mid-air fell back onto a

at him, she felt so

your appreciation,” said Ernest in a deep

he walked towards his car with Florence in his

Florence didn’t

her in, it was the same as

took her hand, and she

in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she

finally could weigh-off, she would look

--

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

things had changed a

clock rang at the

closing her eyes, Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the

just tucked herself into the quilt, she felt that she was rolling into

clean and nice

only to see Ernest who was

he would

at Florence’s dizzy face, a touch of tenderness

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