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.

surprised. Then she felt frightened

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

that she had been kicked out of the

was sprinkled on her wound,

up in her eyes. She reached out and

have a

Florence’s

Florence to walk

said firmly, “Come home with

Home?

and it was stung into Florence’s heart. She felt an extremely sharp

unwilling to walk

said, “I don’t need your pity on

had

herself pitifully once again, having no one to

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

homeless,” Ernest retorted in a

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

Florence was taken aback.

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

from now on his home was also

floating in the

up at him, she felt

is never your

car with Florence

Florence didn’t resist

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

and she felt quite grateful to

villa. Hence, she took this period of time to stay a

she finally could weigh-off, she

--

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

things had changed

morning, the alarm clock rang at the same time as

and turned off the alarm. Then she planned to sleep in for a

tucked herself into the quilt, she felt

she smelt a clean and nice

suddenly stiffed. She widened her eyes immediately, only to see

why he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he would always get up a few minutes earlier than she

face, a touch of tenderness flashing through