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.

at his skillful action, and her heart couldn’t help hammering as if it would

she used to get

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

and realized that Ernest had done a lot of things

why he treated

quite obvious,

her heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply,

her lips parted, but she couldn’t utter any

was in a

her teeth, she turned around and trotted

to stop at all. She trotted all the way to the suite where she and

familiar room,

mind.

her truly

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

not

didn’t think that there would be

Last night, she had made up her mind that she must distance herself from Ernest in the

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

in the past few months would only

the suite, she pulled out

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

pulled her

“Click.”

from

deep glance at Florence. When his gaze

he asked in a sinking voice, “Are you

be calm. She still grabbed the handle of her luggage tightly, her body

when packing, but unexpectedly, she still encountered

eyes full of alerts. “Mr.

pulled the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting for

attitude broke Ernest’s

Ernest strode over and stood in front of

“Don’t go.”

to grab her, but Florence immediately took several

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

drawn several steps away

was like a sting that stabbed into

face paled a bit. He was staring at her with a complicated expression