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

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

she had been kicked out of the

another handful of salt was sprinkled on her

in her eyes.

to have

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

strode and forced Florence to

“Come home with

Home?

stung into

struggled, unwilling to walk

an emotional tone, she said, “I don’t need

out and had lost her parents

by herself pitifully once again, having no one to

suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know about it and nobody

are not homeless,” Ernest retorted in

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

Florence was taken aback.

could hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that

on

floating in the

him, she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins,

know all I want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest

he walked towards his car

time, Florence

her in, it was the same

and she felt quite grateful

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

when she finally could weigh-off, she would

--

that she couldn’t go back to

had

the alarm clock rang at

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

into the quilt, she felt that she was rolling

clean and nice scent of

her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was

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

dizzy face, a

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