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 if it would jump out

used to get injured, and he

had the habit to take along the band-aid

everything and realized that Ernest had done a lot of

wondered why he treated her

to be quite obvious, and Florence could figure it out

thought of it, Florence felt her heart was burned by something.

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

was

around and

all the way to the suite where

room, she

in this room flashed through her mind. Thinking

her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not

didn’t think that there would be a future

stop thinking about him. Last night, she had made up her mind that she must distance herself from

engagement with him. Then they would draw a clear distinction with each other. They would

happened in the past few months would only be a dream

herself down. Looking around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase and started to pack

any suitcase when coming here, so she only

pulled her

“Click.”

door was opened from

at Florence. When his

over to her, he asked in a sinking voice,

to be calm. She still grabbed the handle of

quite fast when packing, but

herself from him, her eyes full of alerts.

Florence pulled the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting for

attitude broke

strode over and stood in

“Don’t go.”

tried to grab her, but Florence immediately took

her eyes were full of wariness and

was stiffened in the mid-air. Looking at Florence who had drawn several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness that

a sting

Florence found that his handsome face paled a bit. He was staring at her with a complicated expression that was like a vortex,