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

the house just now, she was worried that he

had been kicked out of the

as if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt

in her eyes. She reached out and was about to push

to have

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

strode and forced Florence to

firmly, “Come home

Home?

was stung into Florence’s heart. She felt an extremely sharp

unwilling to walk

an emotional tone, she said, “I don’t need your pity on me. I’m

out and had lost her parents and

pitifully once again, having no one to depend on and

or died, nobody would know about it

Ernest retorted in a deep

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.

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

that from now on his home

floating in the

up at him, she felt so touched. “Ernest

want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest

he walked towards his car with

Florence didn’t resist

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

she felt quite grateful to

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

could weigh-off, she would look for an

--

there were all the necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t

things had

rang at the same

off the alarm.

herself into the quilt, she

a clean and

stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was lying beside

today. Usually, he would always get up a few minutes

Florence’s dizzy face, a touch of tenderness flashing