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

left and it was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had

she had been kicked out of the Fraser

another handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound,

tears welled up in her eyes. She reached out and was

to have a

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

and forced Florence to walk

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

and it was stung into Florence’s heart.

struggled, unwilling to

tone, she said, “I don’t need your pity

and had lost her parents and

this world all by herself pitifully once again, having

or died, nobody would know about it and nobody

are not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

“Florence Fraser,

Florence was taken aback.

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

that from now on

heart that was floating in the

she felt so touched.

is never your appreciation,”

car with Florence in his

time, Florence didn’t resist

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

she felt quite grateful

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

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

--

there were all the necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore,

things had changed a

alarm clock rang at

her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she planned to sleep in for a few minutes

the quilt, she felt that she was rolling into a broad

and

widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who

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

face, a touch of tenderness