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

to these three people, others who were passing by

but before she could speak, she heard his

me by my middle name or

voice still sounded pleasant, and his face showed no change

didn’t care about

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

felt this man’s domineering. If this continued, everyone nearby would be

call him like

used to it yet. Besides, we are in public. Let’s talk about this

desperately wanted to bury her head in a hole because she

he was unable to put more toughness on Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a feather when she hid

arms around her waist and strode into the hotel

after they got

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

attention from anxiety earlier on, but by

back to distance herself

used to it, he still wrinkled his brows, “I am quite confirmed that I didn’t sense your shyness

indeed contained a

tone he used when they were outside

him, just in case he would

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

at her and responded coldly, “I’m afraid that my wife will run away with other men if I

his wife? Didn’t I explain it all to

long arms and put his arms around her waist again. He 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

three rounds of questioning in a row with

How can he hug

haven’t contacted each other for

did notice that they hadn’t contacted each other for three days? He thought she was lost

brows and lowered

and suddenly realized that she had been thinking of Ernest in her heart all the time. She worried that he would forget her and their relationship would be put to an end; therefore, when she saw

conversation they were having just now seemed to be quite emotional