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

hadn’t left and it was such a loud fight in the house

that she had been kicked

if another handful of salt was sprinkled on her wound, Florence

up in her eyes.

want to have a

around Florence’s shoulder, holding

to

said firmly, “Come

Home?

needle and it was stung into

unwilling to walk

tone, she said, “I don’t

and had lost her parents

had to live in this 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

deeply at Florence, he said each word full of determination, “Florence Fraser, listen

Florence was taken aback.

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

said that from now on

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

felt

is never your appreciation,” said Ernest in

towards his car with Florence

time, Florence didn’t resist

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

took her hand, and she felt quite

Ernest’s villa. Hence, she took this

through this period, when she finally could weigh-off, she would look for

--

all the necessities for Florence. Except that she couldn’t

things had

the alarm clock rang at the

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

she just tucked herself into the quilt, she felt that she

a clean and nice scent of

immediately, only to see Ernest who was lying

why he hadn’t got up today. Usually, he

at Florence’s dizzy face, a touch of tenderness