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.

his skillful action, and her heart couldn’t help

used to get injured,

habit to take along the band-aid

had done a lot of things to her and indeed

why he treated

quite obvious, and Florence

heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think

and her lips parted, but she couldn’t utter

was

her teeth, she turned around and trotted out of

not to stop at all. She trotted all the way to the suite where she

familiar room, she

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

treated her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not the

there would be a future for Ernest and

had made up her mind that she must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other things, they were all out of the

with him. Then they

in the past few months would only be a dream

Looking around the suite, she pulled

here, so she only had limited things to

hesitation, she pulled her luggage and walked toward the

“Click.”

from the outside. Ernest

a deep glance at Florence. When his gaze

in a

calm. She still grabbed

when packing, but unexpectedly, she still encountered

aside and distanced herself from him, her eyes full of alerts. “Mr. Hawkins, I have to

her words, Florence pulled the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting

attitude broke

long face, Ernest strode over and stood in front of

“Don’t go.”

but Florence immediately took several

him, her eyes were full of wariness

had drawn several steps away from him,

was like a sting that stabbed into

at the 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, which could draw her in as if