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.

was surprised. Then she felt frightened

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

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

if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her

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

want to have a

around Florence’s shoulder, holding her more tightly to

forced Florence to walk towards his car parked

said firmly, “Come

Home?

and it was stung

unwilling

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

had

world all by herself pitifully once

suddenly disappeared or died, nobody would know

homeless,” Ernest

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

Florence was taken aback.

hear the “pak” sounds. However, at this moment, it seemed that

from now on his

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

at him, she felt so

want is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in a

towards his car with Florence in

Florence didn’t

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

she felt quite grateful to

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

when she finally could weigh-off,

--

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

things had changed

alarm clock rang at

the alarm.

quilt, she felt that she was rolling into a

and

only to see Ernest who was

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

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

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