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

with the wound so skillfully just because she used to get injured, and he learned it

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

that Ernest had done a lot of

why he

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

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

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

was in

teeth, she turned around and trotted out of the

trotted all the way to the suite

the familiar room, she felt

Ernest in this room flashed through her mind.

treated her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not the

didn’t think that there would be a future for Ernest

mind that she must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other things, they

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

the past few months would only be a dream

around the suite, she pulled out

bring any suitcase when coming here, so she only had limited things to pack. Shortly

she pulled her luggage and walked

“Click.”

opened from the outside. Ernest walked

Florence. When his gaze fell on her

her, he asked in a

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

packing, but unexpectedly, she

from him, her eyes full of alerts. “Mr.

pulled the luggage

attitude broke

Ernest strode over and stood

“Don’t go.”

but Florence immediately took several

at him, her eyes were full of wariness and resistance. “Please

drawn several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness that he

like a sting that stabbed

handsome face paled a bit. He was staring at her with a complicated expression that was like a vortex, which could draw her in as if it were