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.

she

loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he had already

must have known that she had been kicked out of the Fraser

of salt was sprinkled on her

in her eyes. She reached

want to have a walk

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

Florence to

“Come home with

Home?

needle and it was stung

unwilling to

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

kicked out and had lost

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

when she suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know about it and nobody

Ernest retorted in

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

Florence was taken aback.

umbrella, 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 hear

from now on his home was

the mid-air fell

at him, she felt so

know all I want is never your appreciation,” said

walked towards his car with

Florence

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

hand, and she felt quite grateful

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

she finally could weigh-off,

--

she couldn’t go back to the Fraser family anymore,

things had changed a

the alarm clock rang at the same time as

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

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

a clean and

stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only

he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he would always

face, a touch of