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.

pretended to be calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and

so hard and finally calmed herself

by the content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant

to her, so she couldn’t understand all of

She marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet

line in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do

line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line

she immediately understood

Delighted, Florence nodded.

me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow her to

he grabbed his chair and sat next to her

from the man overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten

was about to ask why he

“It’s easier for you to

His reason made sense.

in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the

her quite seriously as if he was

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, was learning from her

and pride almost exploded in

explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

nodded slightly. Then his fair and long fingers picked up the book again, and he continued to

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

and the distance

me, Mr. Hawkins.

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

focused on the book while reaching the cup of coffee

It was her coffee!

and grabbed the coffee mug. At the same time, Ernest’s palm fell and happened to

her hand and the coffee mug were covered by it. She felt the

froze,

off his hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He moved

her, he frowned, “Sorry

so polite

he didn’t mean to do it

thoughts were so shameful as

squeezed a few words between her

Then he picked up another

mug down, he continued to read