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,

and finally

she was fully attracted by the content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant that she couldn’t stop at

her, so she couldn’t understand all of

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

asked, “Excuse

the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With

she immediately understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

a calm voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow her to

time, he grabbed his chair and sat next to

which made Florence tighten her body in

was about to ask why he moved

solemnly, “It’s easier for you

His reason made sense.

upset. With her tightened body, she took a glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she was

listened to her quite seriously as if

Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always superior and

almost exploded

finishing her explanation,

“Yeah.”

fair and long fingers picked up the book again, and he continued to

who was sitting next to her, she wondered if he planned to move back to

sitting beside her, and the distance panicked her so

me, Mr. Hawkins.

she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup of coffee on the desk and

book while reaching the cup of coffee that she

It was her coffee!

acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug. At the

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

froze, her

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

he

sounded so polite

that he didn’t mean

that her thoughts were so shameful as if her

a few words between her teeth,

voice. Then he picked up

down,