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.

work. With the fresh vegetables that she just bought, she opened the door

saw Ernest, in a set of loungewear, walking out of the kitchen. A tender and warm smile

to her and took over the vegetables from her

have a rest.

on her forehead. Then

her forehead, Florence felt that her heart was soaking in the warm water. She just watched him walk towards the kitchen in a

window fell on his back, making him so handsome even she was looking

noticed her obsessive gaze, Ernest

mocking smile on his face, he said, “You are

What?

wipe her mouth corner. However, the man who was already

strong body was standing in front of her, and his

from his mouth overwhelmed her face, making her

time to cook. I’m already

his scent was getting much closer to

what he was going

instinct, she stopped him and

we do it every

was closer

flustered and panicked. “Every day? How could

married for a

her was like a feather that was tickling Florence’s heart

that her brain

Honey?

Married?

they get

panic, Florence suddenly opened her eyes

ambiguously close to her vanished instantly. Under the

realized it was just a dream just

nervous, she breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she

you dream

pleasant voice was heard, which sounded more real than that in her

was startled, returning

lying prone on the desk, and a thick and warm hand was under her

didn’t know how long she had been napping on the palm, but she

she was

she always felt warm and heated on

“I... You... I...”

around and saw Ernest, whose face was the same as that in her dream. He