My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest didn’t speak again. Then Florence heard a chair was put gently opposite her.

After that, Ernest sat opposite and put two books in his hands on the desk.

His knuckled fingers picked up one and turned to the page where he market.

Then, he said, “I’m a bit tired to stand there, so I decided to sit down. I hope you don’t mind.”

Florence was choked. Since he already said so, of course, she couldn’t tell him that she minded.

“Never mind,” she had to answer, squeezing the words gently.

Silence blanketed the mini-library again. Only the sound when the man was turning pages could be heart.

Obviously, he was reading quite seriously.

However, Florence felt quite embarrassed. Her mind was all in a mess and she couldn’t help being absent-minded. Upon realizing it, she felt quite ashamed.

It was indeed embarrassing.

Since he pretended that nothing had happened and completely ignored her, why would she keep thinking about him?

Florence inwardly comforted her. Then she raised her head to read.

However, as soon as she looked up, she saw Ernest opposite -- he lowered his head, reading the book. The sunshine fell on his face, making him look peaceful and handsome. It was indeed a peaceful and beautiful afternoon.

She was attracted.

Florence’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. A strange feeling suddenly surged in her body as if she was touched mentally.

She was so flustered. Gritting her teeth, she immediately looked away.

This man was just a tempter, and she couldn’t look at him at all.

She was about to get a book and read it. Accidentally, she found the other book in front of Ernest was the one that she wanted to choose but gave up just now.

She hadn’t expected that he would bring it here. Was it coincident?

It was an important book for Florence. If she could read the three books together, she could get twofold results with half the effort.

But that book was next to Ernest...

She felt depressed, but she decided to endure it.

Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and

tried so hard and finally calmed herself

was fully attracted by the content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in

so she couldn’t

didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand handed

Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do you

that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line in Ernest’s book, the explanation of the point

understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

explain it to me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a

time, he grabbed his chair and sat next to her

from the man overwhelmed her, which made

turned around and was about to ask why he moved

easier for you to explain

His reason made sense.

the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the

quite seriously as

Florence had quite different feelings. On one hand, she felt quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always superior and all-around,

and pride almost exploded in Florence’s

finishing her explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

and long fingers picked up the book again, and

Looking at the man who was sitting next to her, she wondered if

sitting beside her, and the

me, Mr. Hawkins. Would

remind him a bit, but she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup of coffee on the desk and was

he still focused on the book while reaching the cup of

It was her coffee!

stand on the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug. At the same

her hand and the coffee mug were covered by it. She felt the warmth spread from his palm to the back of her hand and then into her

suddenly froze,

Ernest reacted faster. He

her, he

sounded so polite and

didn’t mean to do

thoughts were so

few words between her teeth, “This

picked up another cup of coffee, taking a

the mug down, he