My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence stiffened, feeling like being splashed by a basin of cold water. She felt extremely humiliated at the moment.

Brianna curled her lips into a triumphant smile when she noticed Florence’s pale face.

She slightly lowered her voice and sighed like a senior, “Flory, I didn’t mean to go hard with you. But this is the reality and you should have some self-knowledge. Your identity is out of Ernest’s league.”

Brianna’s evil intention was so obvious. Although Florence was clear of it, she still felt like there was a heavy stone hanging above her heart. She felt so uncomfortable that she couldn’t even utter a word to retort Brianna.

She and Ernest were not of the same league from the very beginning.

Even if there were many examples of ordinary girls marring into a noble and rich family, unlike their true loves, the situation between her and Ernest was quite different…

She even hadn’t figured out her relationship with Ernest.

When Ernest walked out of Georgia’s bedroom and went to the living room, he saw Florence sitting on the sofa dully and absent-mindedly.

“What’s in your mind?”

Ernest walked to her and pulled her into his arms in a natural manner.

Florence froze. After perceiving that it was Ernest, she jerked herself away from his embrace and abruptly stood up and then distanced herself away from him.

Ernest slightly frowned.

Noticing that her reaction was too aggressive, a trace of guilty flashed across Florence’s eyes. She hastily found an excuse, “Finished? Then let’s go back. It’s late now.”

After finishing the words, she hurriedly headed towards outside without waiting for Ernest’s response.

Looking at Florence’s hurrying back, Ernest pressed his lips together, feeling a bit worried.

What was wrong with this woman?

He then followed Florence out of the villa.

After getting on the car, Florence seated herself obediently on the passenger seat and looked out of the window. She looked as the same as she was in usual times, but her whole person gave Ernest a weird feeling.

Ernest paid attention to Florence with the corners of his eyes and noticed all her emotions.

She had been a bad mood after the meal. Maybe it was either because of they had to invite her parents to have a meal together and to decide on the wedding date.

Ernest also knew what happed on that day.

Charlotte, Florence’s foster parents didn’t take the initiative

shaky, and their attitude

didn’t know how to face

Ernest, he would feel contented if Florence was by his side. He would give

didn’t want her to be bothered by any

with the conflict between you and your

low and slow and it sounded like it had

was looking out of the window, felt her

to her. He was very thoughtful and careful

had an impulse to ask him about the reason why he treated her so well. Was it because he loved

she wanted to

in a mess at the moment. Moreover, she was not sure about what choice she should make when she heard

she married him and that he

there seemed to be many obstacles between them that

ordinary. It would be a patronage if she could marry Ernest

was so outstanding, yet she was just an ordinary

she had a disgraceful

window, Florence thought of many things, yet

and let

…

deal with her conflict with her families. As

she was

be an outcome for her conflict with her families so that she could feel relieved; on the other hand, she hoped that this problem would not

things would

she still cancel the

she

marry Ernest for the time being, but if she regretted it before the marriage and run

the best choice now was to destroy their plan to decide

could she

question the whole night, yet she still couldn’t find out a solution for it. On the next morning, when she went to the company, she came across with several colleagues of the design department who was going to go on

then recalled that the design department had an activity recently and they needed to go on a business

trip would last for at least

eyes lit up because she finally

she left the city, the meal would not be held without her presence and then they would not

What a good idea!

said to the team leader, “Erica, are you guys setting off now? Can I go with you? I have