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.

and her heart couldn’t help

wound so skillfully just because she used to get

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

had done a lot of things to her and indeed cared about

why he treated her

quite obvious, and

it, Florence felt her heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply, she suddenly pulled her hand out of Ernest’s

eyes twinkled. She looked at him, and her lips

was in

teeth, she turned around and trotted out of the

all the way

familiar room,

along with Ernest in this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and

treated her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not

there would be a future for

thinking about him. Last night, she had made up her mind that she must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other

going back to City N, she would call off the engagement with him. Then they would

few months would

pulled out her suitcase and started to

any suitcase when coming here, so she only had limited

any hesitation, she pulled her

“Click.”

door was opened from the outside.

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

her, he asked in a sinking voice, “Are you moving

be calm. She still grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly, her

fast when packing, but unexpectedly, she still

eyes full of alerts. “Mr. Hawkins, I have

her words, Florence pulled the luggage and bypassed Ernest without

attitude

over and stood

“Don’t go.”

out, he tried to grab her, but Florence immediately took several steps back

at him, her eyes were full

drawn several steps away from him, he

resistance was like a sting

handsome face paled a bit. He was staring at her with