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

to these three people, others who were passing

before she could

is your hint, call me by my middle name or given name. That’s

and his face

seemed that he didn’t care about being watched

Hawkins” or

domineering. If this continued,

like that, his middle name or given

it yet.

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

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 a soft and gentle

put his arms around her waist and strode into the hotel without even spare a look at

quieted down again after they got into the

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

attention from anxiety earlier on, but by recalling what

back

brows, “I am quite confirmed that I didn’t sense your shyness when you

sentence indeed contained a funny

the exact tone he used when they were

beside him, just in case he would make a big

and asked, “Why are you

“I’m afraid that my wife will run away with other

become his wife? Didn’t I explain

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 interrupt

three rounds of questioning in a row

can he hug

other for three days, I thought you...” have

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

brows and lowered his voice

worried that he would forget her and

conversation they were having just now seemed to be quite emotional for