My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Hence, from then on, Florence took the initiative and started to explain the key points to Ernest seriously and sincerely.

After that, she also read a few more books.

Although Florence was so attracted to getting to know more new things, she still couldn’t help dozing off gradually while reading as she hadn’t slept at all last night.

Looking at the book in her hands, she felt the words were going blurred, and she found it more and more difficult for her to concentrate.

She couldn’t help but close her eyes, her head falling onto the desk.

“Pak.”

With a sickening thud, Florence’s head bumped into the man’s thick and warm hand.

Since she didn’t feel any pain, she didn’t wake up. Instead, after rubbing the warm thing in front of her with her forehead, she slept more soundly.

Looking at the little woman sitting next to him, Ernest pressed his lips into a nice curl with a trace of affection.

Then, he picked up his suit jacket that was put aside with the other hand and put it on her shoulders gently.

He started at her deeply, while his palm was still under her face, letting her lean against it.

He couldn’t help but wonder how long hadn’t she stood by him so obediently like this.

In the past few days, Florence hid and distanced herself from Ernest, which was indeed a torment to Ernest.

He would never let such a thing happened again.

“Sweet dreams.”

Ernest looked straight at Florence, his eyes as tender as the calm water with the determination to win.

After staring at her for a long while, he finally slowly switched his gaze to his book. With the other hand turning the pages, he read it slowly.

He only needed three seconds to finish reading one page, and he could fully understand the points on it. It was an efficient but boring thing.

However, since Florence was next to him now, it was the first time that Ernest enjoyed reading.

Florence was lying prone on the desk, which wasn’t supposed to make her nap too long or too comfortably.

But she felt quite cozy when napping this time. Moreover, she even had a silly and meandering dream.

In the dream, she went back to Ernest’s villa in City N.

the fresh vegetables that she

she entered the villa, she saw Ernest, in a set of loungewear, walking out of

walked to her and took over the vegetables from her hands, wrapping her waist with the

Florence. Sit down and have

he kissed her on her forehead. Then he let her go and walked

the warm touch on her forehead, Florence felt that her heart was soaking in the

sunshine from the French window fell on his back, making him so handsome even she was looking

he had noticed her obsessive gaze, Ernest suddenly

on his face, he said, “You

What?

suddenly blushed. In a hurry, she raised her hand and was about to wipe her mouth corner. However, the man who was already several meters away

was standing in front of her, and his breath-taking handsome face was

hot breathe from his mouth overwhelmed her face, making her cheeks more

I’m already starved. Let’s eat

much closer to her, and she could

what he was

tightened in nervousness. By instinct, she stopped him and said in a panic, “No! We

not? Don’t we

was closer to

panicked. “Every day? How

a

feather that was tickling Florence’s

felt that her brain

Honey?

Married?

they get married

panic, Florence suddenly opened her

that was so ambiguously close to her vanished instantly. Under the bright light, Florence was taken

realized it was just a dream just

a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she felt

did you

pleasant voice was heard, which sounded more

returning to

lying prone on the desk, and a thick and

had been napping on the palm, but she could

turned out that she was napping on

warm and heated on her

“I... You... I...”

face was the same as that in her dream. He looked so handsome that Florence’s mind went