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.

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

skillfully just because she used

also had the habit to take along the band-aid

everything and realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to her and indeed cared about

wondered why he

quite obvious, and Florence could figure it

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

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

mind was

her teeth, she turned around and trotted out of the

She trotted all the way to the suite where she and

room, she felt flustered

this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and ambiguous scenes, she realized that they were indeed

treated her

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

was not the

think that there would be a future for Ernest and

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

she would call off the engagement with him. Then they would

months would only be

she pulled out her suitcase and started to pack

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

any hesitation, she pulled her luggage

“Click.”

from the

his gaze fell on her luggage,

to her, he asked in a sinking voice, “Are you moving

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

had acted quite fast when packing, but unexpectedly, she

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

the luggage and bypassed Ernest without waiting for his

determined attitude

Ernest strode over and stood in front

“Don’t go.”

but Florence immediately took several

her eyes were full of wariness and

Florence who had drawn several steps away from him,

like a sting that stabbed

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, which could draw