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.

was surprised. Then she

hadn’t left and it was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had already heard

known that she had been kicked

if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her

eyes. She reached

have

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

Florence to walk towards his car

said firmly, “Come home with

Home?

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

struggled, unwilling to

tone, she said, “I don’t need

out and had lost her parents and

herself pitifully once again, having no one to

disappeared or died, nobody would know about it and nobody

are not homeless,” Ernest retorted in

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

Florence was taken aback.

on the ground and the umbrella, and she could hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all those sounds had disappeared. In the whole

on his home

homeless heart that was floating in the mid-air fell back

up at him, she felt so touched.

never your

walked towards his car with

Florence didn’t

was the same as he reached out to save her life

took her hand, and she felt

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

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

--

for Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back to the Fraser

things had changed a

the alarm clock rang

phone and turned off the

just tucked herself into the quilt, she felt that she was

clean and nice scent of

widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was

Usually, he would

face, a touch of