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.

vegetables that she just bought, she opened the door and

entered the villa, she saw Ernest, in a set of loungewear, walking out of the kitchen. A tender

and took over the vegetables from

you, Florence. Sit down and have a

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

in

making him so handsome even

noticed her obsessive gaze, Ernest suddenly

mocking smile on his face, he said,

What?

to wipe her mouth corner. However, the man who

tall and strong body was standing in front of her,

at her, when he spoke, the hot breathe from

time to cook. I’m already starved. Let’s eat something else

much closer to her, and she could clearly

immediately understood what he was going to

stopped him

not? Don’t we

was closer

so flustered and panicked.

a month

nick to her was like a feather that was tickling Florence’s

that her

Honey?

Married?

could they get married

shock and panic, Florence suddenly opened

handsome face that was so ambiguously close to her vanished instantly.

just a dream just

breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason,

did you

was heard, which sounded more real than that

returning to

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

the palm, but she could see the red

that she was napping on

wonder she always felt warm and heated on her

“I... You... I...”

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