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

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

he must have known that she had been kicked out

another handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence

in her eyes. She reached out and was about

have a walk

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

strode and forced Florence to walk towards

firmly, “Come home with

Home?

word was like a needle and it was stung

unwilling to walk

emotional tone, she said, “I don’t

was kicked out and had lost her parents

herself pitifully once again, having no one

when she suddenly disappeared or died,

Ernest retorted

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

Florence was taken aback.

and the umbrella, and she could hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that all

now on his home was

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

felt so touched.

know all I want is never your

walked towards his car with Florence in his

Florence

Ernest was willing to take her in, it was the same as he reached out to save her

she felt quite grateful

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

she finally could weigh-off, she would look for

--

Florence. Except that she

things had changed a

the alarm clock rang at the same time as

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

herself into the quilt, she felt that she

and nice scent of

her eyes immediately, only to see Ernest who was lying beside

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

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