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.

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

used

along the band-aid with him wherever he

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

wondered why he treated

seemed to be quite obvious, and Florence could figure

heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply, she suddenly pulled her hand out

him, and her lips parted, but

mind was in a

teeth, she turned around and trotted out

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

familiar room, she felt

through her mind. Thinking of those

treated her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not the

there would be

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

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

few months would only be

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

any suitcase when coming here, so she only had limited things

hesitation, she pulled her luggage

“Click.”

from the outside.

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

he asked in a sinking voice, “Are you

grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly, her

packing, but unexpectedly, she still encountered

and distanced herself from him, her eyes full

finishing her words, Florence pulled the luggage and

attitude

Ernest strode over and stood

“Don’t go.”

but Florence immediately took several steps

him, her eyes were full of wariness

had drawn several steps away

was like a sting that

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