My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest looked into her dark and clear eyes. The certainty in them seemed to be a clear stream that gently washed his anger away.

When Florence saw that his anger had subsided a little, she caught the opportunity, “Please let me go first, Mr Hawkins. It hurts. Besides, we are in public.”

Some people passing by stared at them many times.

How could Ernest ever care about other people’s opinion? He softly relaxed his big palm without letting her go and warned, “Stay away from him from now on. The man who sends a lady home in the middle of the night can never be a gentleman.”

His words formed a domineering command and it even contained a sense of threat.

It was as if he would not let go if she refused it.

This fact chilled her heart for one second. In her impression, it seemed that Ernest had sent her home many times. Mr Hawkins, did it mean that you are not innocent either?

Indeed, Florence didn’t dare to speak it out loud. She smiled awkwardly and nodded,

“Well, Mr Hawkins, you should let me go.”

Ernest’s anger seemed to largely dissipate with her promise, though he couldn’t bear the way she called him.

He said, “Call me something else from now on.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t get it?” Ernest approached her again, his body intimately clinging to hers.

Florence instantly felt a warm blush rising to her cheeks. With only a few days, why was he...how so...

“Wow! ‘Kabe-Don’ on the street! How lovely to see such a beautiful couple!” Suddenly, an exclamation sounded.

Florence found three women looking at her and Ernest excitedly, in a posture of admiration and adoration.

The other two women also took out their phones for photos while they discussed excitingly.

“Oh my, what a gorgeous couple. I am so envious.”

I can die for

who were passing by also looked

but before she could speak, she heard

by my middle

and his face showed no

seemed that he didn’t care

or “Mr. Myron”

this man’s domineering. If this

not call him like

and clutched his suit tightly, “I haven’t gotten used to it yet.

her head in a hole because

was unable to put more toughness on Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a feather when she hid in his arms and asked softly, like

his arms around her waist and strode into the hotel without even spare

after they got into

elevator, she still couldn’t believe that he was here

from anxiety earlier on, but by recalling what

a step back to distance

was used to it, he still wrinkled his brows, “I am quite confirmed

contained

was the exact tone he used when

just in case he would make a

of their conversation and asked, “Why are you here all of a

“I’m afraid that my wife will

I

and looked down at her, “What is it? You don’t want me to come? You don’t

questioning in a

can he hug her so randomly and

surprised, we haven’t contacted each other for three days,

notice that they hadn’t contacted each other for three days? He thought

brows and lowered his voice even more,

heart all the time. She worried that he would forget her and their relationship would be put to an end; therefore, when she

they were having just now seemed to be quite emotional for