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.

heart couldn’t help hammering as

wound so skillfully just because she used to

he also had the habit to take along the band-aid with

recalled everything and realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to

why he treated

to be quite obvious, and Florence could figure it

heart was burned by something. Unwilling

her lips parted, but she

was

turned around and trotted out of the meeting

trotted all the way to the

room,

mind. Thinking of

her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not

think that there would be a future for Ernest and

herself from Ernest in the future. As for other things, they were all out of the boundary that she could

to City N, she would call off the engagement with him. Then they would draw a clear distinction with each other.

the past few months would only be a dream of

calmed herself down. Looking around the suite, she pulled out

so she only had limited things to pack. Shortly she

any hesitation, she pulled her luggage and walked toward the

“Click.”

from

cast a deep glance at Florence. When his

in a sinking voice, “Are

grabbed

quite fast when packing, but unexpectedly, she still

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

pulled the luggage and bypassed Ernest without

attitude broke Ernest’s

over and

“Don’t go.”

to grab her, but Florence immediately

her eyes were full of wariness and

several steps

was like a sting that

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