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.

couldn’t help

skillfully just because she used to get injured, and

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

that Ernest had done a lot of things

wondered why he treated her

obvious, and

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

her lips parted, but

mind was in

turned around and trotted out

stop at all. She trotted all the way to the suite

at the familiar room, she

mind. Thinking

her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not the

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

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

him. Then they would

few months would only be a dream of

suite, she pulled out her suitcase

didn’t bring any suitcase when coming here, so she only had

any hesitation, she pulled her luggage and walked

“Click.”

door was opened from the outside.

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

asked in a sinking voice, “Are you

still grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly, her body

fast when packing, but unexpectedly,

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

the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting

attitude broke Ernest’s

a long face, Ernest strode over and stood in front

“Don’t go.”

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

her eyes were full of wariness and resistance.

drawn several steps away from him, he felt the helplessness

resistance was like a sting that

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