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

loud fight in the house just now, she was worried

she had been kicked out of

as if another handful of salt was sprinkled

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

want to have a

his arms that wrapped around Florence’s shoulder, holding her

strode and forced Florence to

firmly, “Come

Home?

was stung into

unwilling to walk

said, “I don’t need

was kicked out and had lost her parents and

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

suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know

not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

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

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

on

the

him, she felt so

your

towards his car with Florence

Florence didn’t resist

take her in, it was the same

took her hand, and she felt quite grateful to

Hence, she took this period

could weigh-off, she would look

--

she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore, nothing had been

had changed

morning, the alarm clock rang at the

Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the

the quilt, she felt that she was rolling

smelt a clean and nice scent

only to see Ernest who was lying

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

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255