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 felt frightened and

and it was such a loud fight in the house just now, she was worried that he

had been kicked

was sprinkled

her eyes. She reached out and

want to have

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

to walk towards his

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

and it was stung into Florence’s heart.

unwilling to walk

don’t need your pity on

kicked out and had lost her parents

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

died, nobody would know about

are not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

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

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 hear

that from now on his

the mid-air fell back onto a firm

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

know all I want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in a

walked towards his car with Florence

time, Florence didn’t resist

it was the same as he reached out to save

hand, and she felt quite grateful to

had been staying in Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took this period of time to

weigh-off, she would

--

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

had

alarm clock rang at the

for her phone and turned off the alarm. Then

tucked herself into the quilt, she felt that

she smelt a clean and nice scent of a

eyes immediately, only

he would always get up a

face, a touch of tenderness