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.

her heart couldn’t help

skillfully just because she used to get injured, and he learned it for taking care

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

and realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to

why he treated

reason seemed to be quite obvious, and Florence could figure it

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

eyes twinkled. She looked at him, and her lips

mind was in a

her teeth, she turned around and trotted out of

trotted all the way to the suite where she and Ernest stayed

familiar room, she felt flustered

room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and ambiguous scenes,

her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not

think that there would be a

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

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

the past few months would

down. Looking around the suite, she pulled out

coming here, so she only had limited things to pack. Shortly she was ready to

any hesitation, she pulled her

“Click.”

door was opened from the outside. Ernest walked

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

he asked in a

to be calm. She still grabbed the handle of her luggage

fast when packing, but unexpectedly, she still

aside and distanced herself from him, her eyes full of alerts. “Mr. Hawkins, I

luggage and bypassed Ernest without

attitude broke

face, Ernest strode over and stood in front

“Don’t go.”

her, but Florence immediately

eyes were full of

at Florence who had drawn several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness that

like a sting that

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