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.

Then she felt

fight in the house just now, she was

she had been kicked out of the Fraser

was sprinkled on her wound, Florence felt extremely

head, tears welled up in her eyes. She reached out and was about

want to have a

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

Florence to walk towards

said firmly, “Come home with

Home?

word was like a needle and it was stung into Florence’s heart.

unwilling to

“I don’t need your

and had

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

suddenly disappeared or died,

are not homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

Fraser, listen to me. From now

Florence was taken aback.

dropped 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 world, she could

now on his

floating in the mid-air fell back onto a firm

she felt so touched. “Ernest Hawkins,

is never your appreciation,” said

he walked towards his car with Florence

Florence didn’t

it was the same as he reached out to save

took her hand, and she felt quite

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

she finally could weigh-off, she would look for an apartment to

--

villa, there were all the necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t go back

had changed a

morning, the alarm clock rang

her phone and turned off the alarm. Then she planned to sleep in

quilt, she felt that she was rolling into a

she smelt a clean and nice

only to

hadn’t got up today. Usually, he

at Florence’s dizzy face, a touch of tenderness