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.”

a ‘Kabe-Don’. I can

who were passing by also

embarrassment, but before she could speak,

your hint, call me by my middle name or given name.

and his face showed no change

he didn’t care

the addresses like “Mr. Hawkins” or “Mr. Myron” almost drove

If this

could not call him like that, his middle

haven’t gotten used to it yet. Besides, we are in public. Let’s talk about this we come

head in a hole because she felt timid and embarrassed when being watched by other

satisfactory answer, he was unable to put more toughness on Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a

her waist and strode into the

place quieted down again after

on Ernest who was now standing in the elevator, she still couldn’t believe that he was

attention from anxiety earlier on, but by

step back to distance herself

it, he still wrinkled his brows, “I am quite confirmed that I didn’t

indeed contained a

tone he used when they were

him, just in case he would make a

the topic of their conversation and asked,

and responded coldly, “I’m afraid that my wife will run away

thought to herself, “When did I become his wife? Didn’t I explain

pulled her into his embrace and looked down at her, “What is it? You don’t want me to come? You don’t want to see me? Or did I

rounds of questioning in a row with invisible pressure!

How can he hug her

haven’t contacted each other for three days, I thought you...” have

each other for three days? He

and lowered his voice

that she had been thinking of Ernest in her heart all the time. She worried that he would forget her and their

were having just now