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.

her, and

her throat. She

people were staring at

getting

trying to push him

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

at Florence, his eyes deep and

“Are you feeling better?”

Florence didn’t understand.

It turned

just words of

so close to Ernest. Nodding, she said,

“That’s good, then.”

Ernest. Then he

lights shone on Florence. She breathed a sigh of relief as if a person finally got her

enjoy the freedom and relaxation longer, she felt the

Ernest was sitting on the

the banquet hall, under so many gazes of the guests. How could

so embarrassing to hug and hold each

aside, distancing herself from

didn’t hide the intention to drive him

man. A lot of people are waiting for you. You

“I’ll keep you company.”

tone was natural and

wondered if he was waiting for her to get better so that she

he take her together? Wouldn’t

thought of it, Florence felt disgusted, unwilling

that the fiancee must be your date when attending a banquet. It’s good for Gemma Marlon to be your date. She’s pretty and good at drinking, quite a good date for you. Please take me

her words were quite serious. However, Ernest

appearing on his tightly

said in a deep voice,

felt the rage surging in her

seen it with her own eyes, but how come he could still shameless

gritted her teeth. “I’m not

not believing sometimes,” Ernest

but right at this moment, he