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 felt

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 salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt

her head, tears welled up in her eyes. She

to have a

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

and forced Florence to walk towards his car parked

said firmly, “Come

Home?

like a needle and it was stung into Florence’s

struggled, unwilling

said, “I don’t need your

out and had lost her parents

world all by herself pitifully once again,

or died, nobody would know about it and

not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

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

Florence was taken aback.

hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all those sounds had disappeared. In the whole

on his home was

floating in the

up at him, she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins,

your appreciation,” said Ernest in a deep

he walked towards his car with

time, Florence didn’t resist

it was the same

took her hand, and she

Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took

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

--

necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore, nothing had

had

alarm clock rang at the same time as

her eyes, Florence fumbled for her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she planned to

quilt, she felt that she was

a clean and

She widened her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest

he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he

a touch of tenderness flashing through his