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.

at his skillful action, and her heart couldn’t help

used

take along the band-aid with him wherever he went,

realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to

he treated her so

seemed to be quite obvious, and Florence

something. Unwilling to think

She looked at him, and her lips parted, but she couldn’t utter any

mind was in

around and trotted out of the meeting

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

room, she

the scenes that she got along with Ernest in this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and

treated her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not

think that there would be

mind that she must distance herself from Ernest

would call off the engagement with him. Then they would draw

months would only be

Looking around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase and started to pack

when coming here, so she only had limited things to

any hesitation, she pulled her luggage and walked

“Click.”

door was opened from the outside. Ernest

cast a deep glance at Florence. When his gaze fell on her luggage, his eyes were

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

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

acted quite fast when packing, but

distanced herself from him, her eyes full of

finishing her words, Florence pulled the luggage

attitude broke

a long face, Ernest strode over and stood in front of

“Don’t go.”

but Florence immediately took several steps back like

her eyes were full of wariness and

who had drawn several steps away

determined resistance was like a sting that

handsome face paled a bit. He was staring at her with a complicated expression that was like a vortex,