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.”

me a ‘Kabe-Don’. I

who

before she could speak, she heard

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

still sounded pleasant, and his face showed no

didn’t care about being watched

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

felt this man’s domineering. If this continued,

call him like that, his middle name or given

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

hole because she felt timid and embarrassed when being watched

Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a feather when she hid in his arms and

around her waist and strode into the hotel without even spare a look at other

again after they got

Ernest who was now standing in the elevator,

earlier on, but by recalling what had

step back to

movements. Although he was used to it, he still wrinkled his brows, “I am quite

sentence indeed contained a

the exact tone he used when

right beside him, just in case he

their conversation and asked, “Why are you here all

my wife will

I become his wife? Didn’t I explain it all to him? Why did he mention

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

questioning in a row with invisible

can he hug her so randomly

surprised, we haven’t contacted each other

contacted each other for three days? He thought she

soothed his brows and lowered his voice

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

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