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.

calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately

so hard and finally calmed herself

by the content in the books. She couldn’t read

her, so she couldn’t understand

marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a

asked, “Excuse me,

was taken aback, subconsciously read through the line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line in

immediately understood the point that she

Delighted, Florence nodded.

to me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which

he grabbed his chair and

her, which made

turned around and was about to

easier for you to explain in this

His reason made sense.

body, she took a glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she was reading, she quickly

seriously as if he was a modest

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

pride almost

finishing her explanation, Florence asked, “Got

“Yeah.”

slightly. Then his fair and long fingers picked

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

sitting beside her, and the distance panicked her so

me, Mr. Hawkins. Would

that Ernest reached out to the

on the book while reaching the cup of coffee that

It was her coffee!

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

the coffee mug were covered by it. She felt the warmth spread from his palm to the back of

suddenly froze, her heart

immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He

he frowned,

so

he didn’t mean to

thoughts were so shameful as if her mind

between her teeth, “This is

Then he picked up another cup of coffee,

the mug down, he continued to