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 out of

just because she used to get injured,

band-aid with him wherever he went, which was also

realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to

he

reason seemed to be quite obvious, and

of it, Florence felt her heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply,

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

was

her teeth, she turned around and trotted out of

all. She trotted all the way to the suite

at the familiar room, she

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

her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not

there would be a future for Ernest and

must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other things, they were all

him. Then they would draw a clear distinction with each other. They would have no

happened in the past few months would only be a dream of

down. Looking around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase

didn’t bring any suitcase when coming here, so she only had limited things to pack. Shortly she was

any hesitation, she pulled her luggage

“Click.”

was opened from the outside.

When his

over to her, he asked in a sinking voice,

grabbed the handle of

had acted quite fast when packing,

him, her eyes full

finishing her words, Florence pulled the luggage and bypassed

attitude broke

face, Ernest strode over and stood in front of

“Don’t go.”

he tried to grab her, but Florence immediately took several

him, her eyes were full of wariness and resistance. “Please

drawn several steps away

resistance was like a sting that stabbed into

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