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 hammering as if it would jump

just because she used to

had the habit to take along the band-aid with him wherever

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

he treated her so

to be quite obvious, and Florence

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

at him, and her lips parted, but she couldn’t

mind was

turned around and trotted out of

stop at all. She trotted all the way to the suite where she and Ernest stayed

familiar room,

this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate

treated her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not the

think that there would be a future for Ernest and

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

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

the past few months would

she pulled out her suitcase

coming here, so she only had limited things

she pulled her luggage and walked toward the

“Click.”

door was opened from the outside.

his gaze fell on her luggage, his eyes were

he asked in a sinking voice, “Are you moving

grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly,

packing, but unexpectedly, she still encountered

distanced herself from him, her eyes full of

finishing her words, Florence pulled the luggage and bypassed

determined attitude broke

Ernest strode over and stood in front of

“Don’t go.”

grab her, but Florence immediately took several steps back like a

him, her eyes were full of

several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness that

like a sting

staring at her with a