My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Although Florence felt so disappointed at the failure to get the ticket, she still stayed up late and finished the books from Ernest.

She had almost stayed up the whole night and roughly finished reading.

As soon as she closed the book, she was so exhausted that she was so weak. Again, she had to admit that Ernest was a freak indeed.

In the early morning, Florence, with two dark circles under her eyes, took the books and walked to Ernest’s suite, returning the books to him.

“Knock... Knock... Knock...”

Florence had knocked on his door several times, but nobody answered.

Wasn’t he there?

Florence was confused. Hesitating, she pulled out her cell phone. After finding Ernest’s caller ID on her phone, she hesitated again before tabbing on it.

It was Ernest’s private number, which she seldom called. Now she was in an embarrassing relationship with him. It would also be awkward for her to call his personal number.

She still couldn’t convince herself. After hesitating for a moment, she scrolled down and found Timothy’s caller ID. Then she tabbed it.

Timothy quickly answered the phone.

“Good morning, Ms. Fraser.”

“Good morning, Timothy. Sorry for bothering you so early. May I know where Mr. Hawkins is now?”

“He’s in the mini-library right now.”

How come Ernest went to the mini-library in such an early morning?

She wondered if he truly fell in love with the design field recently as he was reading those books so actively.

Looking at the books in her hands, Florence felt lucky. Fortunately, she stayed up late last night and finished reading them, so she could return them to him on time without delaying his business.

Immediately, she walked towards the mini-library.

There were less than thirty team members in a total of both design teams. Usually, not so many members would go to find the books in the documentation room, and others even didn’t know there was a mini-library. Hence, fewer coworkers would go there.

When Florence walked into the mini-library, she saw the scene the same as what she had seen the previous day.

Ernest was sitting next to the small desk with a book in his hands. He bent down his head to read, looking noble and elegant. The whole scene looked peaceful and beautiful.

even didn’t have the

at the door, Ernest looked

the air around them seemed to

suddenly skipped

her senses and couldn’t help blushing. She was fascinated when looking at Ernest

How embarrassing!

looked away and walked in

returning them

little surprised

“Yep.” Florence nodded.

looked at her thoughtfully. He could see the dark circles under her eyes -- obviously, she stayed up late and didn’t

frowned deeply, staring at her quite

worried that I can’t understand what I’ve read? So you stayed

what was in Florence’s

Florence was speechless.

could retort, Ernest pressed his

he made an affirmative conclusion, “It turns out that you care so much about

What?

to him, but what

Probably she was thinking quite slow because she didn’t sleep last night, and she couldn’t

finally had developed a normal relationship like ordinary people. Florence thought that she should

immediately denied, “Well, those books belong to the

attitude was

His eyes were so deep as if they were maelstrom that

said in a deep and sexy voice, “I never mind

so fiercely that

deep gaze and gentle words were like a feather that tickled at

Was he...

When she looked over at Ernest again, she found that he lowered his head again and continued to

concentrated on reading so much as if it weren’t him who said such

Florence finally returned to her senses, forcibly suppressing her

looked at Ernest again and said

in a deep

hesitated for a moment and added, “May I

the first time that Ernest

for a moment,

embarrassing relationship now, she had to admit that Ernest had helped her a lot and taken

her to do him a