My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Cooper watched Florence be carried away. He creased his brows deeply. Carefully, he noticed Florence’s struggle and the unhappiness on her face.

Obviously, she was unwilling to be treated in this way.

How could he be willing to let her be taken away by Ernest forcibly?

Cooper pulled a long face. He was about to chase after them. After a few steps, Timothy blocked his way.

“Mr. Scott, Ms. Fraser is Mr.s Hawkins’ fiancee. Please keep your distance with her.”

“Move!” Cooper snapped in a deep voice, emanating a noble and august aura, totally different from his sunny and casual look usually.

Timothy had been working for Ernest, so he had been used to the strong temperament. He was not frightened by Cooper at all.

He still added seriously, “Mr. Scott, please mind your identity. Besides, Mr. Hawkins and Ms. Fraser are couple-to-be. They want to get along with each other alone. Please don’t be the third wheel.”

The third wheel?

Cooper was taken aback for a moment. He knew the relationship between Florence and Ernest clearly, which was fake. Hence, he had a plan to chase Florence.

Frowning, he heard Timothy continue.

“Just now, Ms. Fraser took the initiative to stand in front of you, she didn’t want you to get involved in the matter between Mr. Hawkins and her. Mr. Scott, you are quite smart. I believe you should know it.”

Cooper’s tall and strong figure stiffed. He frowned more deeply.

Based on his social status, he didn’t need to fear Ernest. However, when he was arguing with Ernest just now, Florence stood in front of him protectively.

Was she unwilling to let him get involved in their relationship? Or was she worried that Ernest would revenge on him?

No matter what the answer was, Florence deliberately pushed him away.

Even though she was unwilling to be carried away by Ernest, she didn’t ask him for help.

Cooper felt so depressed as if there was a heavy stone pressing on his heart. From afar, he watched Ernest carry Florence away, but he couldn’t move forward at all.

Under everyone’s gaze, Ernest carried Florence to the lounge area next to the banquet hall.

He put her on the sofa, his tall and strong body pressing on her.

was so close to her, and they were closer to

her throat. She looked at him warily,

in public. So many people were staring at them. She

getting so close

reached out, trying to

and strong body was like a motionless mountain. She didn’t

at Florence, his

“Are you feeling better?”

Florence didn’t understand.

came back to her senses. It turned out he was asking about the matter

those were just words of

because she was so close to Ernest. Nodding, she said, “Much

“That’s good, then.”

Ernest. Then

shadow vanished, and the bright lights shone on Florence. She breathed

the freedom and relaxation longer,

see that Ernest was sitting on

guests. How could Ernest be so leisure as if he was in his

hug and hold each other. Besides, his

aside, distancing herself from

hide the intention to drive

the birthday man. A lot of people are

“I’ll keep you company.”

was natural and calm,

her company. She wondered if he was waiting for her to get better so that she could

Why must he take her together? Wouldn’t he feel embarrassed in such a

it, Florence felt disgusted, unwilling to

attending a banquet. It’s good for Gemma Marlon to be your date. She’s pretty and good at drinking, quite a good

her words were quite

happiness appearing

said in a deep voice, “She’s

his affirmative answer, Florence felt the rage surging in

it with her own eyes, but

teeth.

believing

at this moment, he had become an extremely patient person that he had