My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

All the meeting attendees were gaping at them as if their jaws would drop to the ground.

They had heard that Ernest seemed to spoil Florence a lot, but they had never expected that their CEO would dote his fiancée this much.

Not so many men in this world would clean their girlfriends’ wounds by mouth without caring about anything.

However, Ernest, the superior one, could do it so naturally without any hesitation.

It seemed that nothing compared with Florence to him.

Ernest didn’t let go of Florence’s hand until a while later. Her finger was clean.

There were a few blood stains on his good-looking thin lips, like the flower blossom, which made his thin lips so seductive.

Ernest didn’t care about the bloodstain on his lips at all, and all he could see was the wound on Florence’s finger.

Frowning, he quickly pulled out a delicate small box from the pocket of his suit jacket, in which there were a few pieces of the band-aid.

He tore one of them open and pasted it on Florence’s wound skillfully.

The onlookers were all shocked, wondering why Mr. Hawkins had the band-aid in his pocket.

Usually, people wouldn’t take along such things, would they?

Florence was also puzzled, looking at Ernest in confusion.

Ernest didn’t look like a person who would take along the band-aid with him. She wondered...

Florence’s heart was tightened. She blurted out, “Did you get injured?”

Ernest’s action paused a bit, a touch of tenderness flashed through his eyes.

He looked up at Florence, “Are you caring about me?”

“I... It’s just a question,” answered Florence uneasily, looking away to avoid eye contact with him in a panic.

Ernest pressed his thin lips and carefully pasted the band-aid on her finger.

Then he answered calmly, “You’re always careless and could get injured easily.”

Florence was taken aback.

What he meant was that he took along the band-aid with him because of her.

skillful action, and her heart couldn’t help hammering as if it would jump

wound so skillfully just because she used to get injured, and

habit to take along the band-aid with

that Ernest had done a lot of things to her and indeed cared

wondered why he treated

quite obvious, and Florence could

thought of it, Florence felt her heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply, she suddenly pulled her hand out of

and her lips

was in

around and

not to stop at all. She trotted all the way to

room,

with Ernest in this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and ambiguous scenes, she realized that they were indeed

her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not the

think that there would be a future for

must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other

him. Then they would draw a

happened in the past few months would only be a

around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase

she only had limited things to pack.

she pulled her

“Click.”

opened from

deep glance at Florence. When his

to her, he asked in a sinking voice, “Are

calm. She still grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly,

when packing, but unexpectedly, she still encountered

him, her eyes full of alerts. “Mr.

luggage and bypassed Ernest without

attitude broke

face, Ernest strode over

“Don’t go.”

grab her, but Florence immediately took

him, her eyes were full

several

determined resistance was like a sting

man in front of her, Florence found that his handsome face paled a bit. He was staring at her with a complicated expression that was like a vortex,