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 felt frightened

a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had already heard

that she had been kicked out of the Fraser

was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt extremely

her head, tears welled up in her eyes. She reached

have a walk

that wrapped around Florence’s

Florence to walk towards his

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

like a needle and it was stung into Florence’s

unwilling

emotional tone, she said, “I don’t

kicked out and had lost her

pitifully once again,

died, nobody would know about

homeless,” Ernest

word full of determination, “Florence Fraser, listen to me. From now on,

Florence was taken aback.

“pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all

that from now on his home was

floating in the mid-air fell back onto a firm

she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins,

your appreciation,” said Ernest in a

car

time, Florence didn’t resist

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

took her hand, and she felt quite grateful

had been staying in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took this period of time to stay a bit

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

--

she couldn’t go back to the Fraser

had changed a

clock rang at the

Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the

herself into the quilt, she felt that she

a clean and nice

eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who

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

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