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.

action, and her heart couldn’t help hammering as if it would jump out

because she used to get injured, and

to take along the band-aid with him wherever he went, which was also

a lot of things to her and indeed cared

he treated her so

be quite obvious,

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

her lips parted,

mind was in a

teeth, she turned around and trotted out of

trotted all the way to

room,

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

treated her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not the

there would be a

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

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

past few months

around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase and started to pack her

didn’t bring any suitcase when coming here, so she only had limited things to pack. Shortly she was ready to

hesitation, she pulled her

“Click.”

was opened from the outside. Ernest

glance at Florence. When his gaze fell

in a sinking voice,

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

when packing, but unexpectedly, she still

eyes full of alerts. “Mr.

the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting for

attitude broke

over and stood

“Don’t go.”

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

were full of wariness and resistance. “Please

Florence who had drawn several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness that he had never

resistance was like a

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