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 ignored Ernest, lowered her head,

hard and

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

points to her, so

a bit upset. She marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand handed a book in front of

Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do you understand this

part that the book in her

she immediately understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

grabbed his chair and sat

which made Florence tighten her body in an

turned around and was about

explained solemnly, “It’s easier for you to explain in this

His reason made sense.

was so 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 reading, she quickly briefed the point

quite seriously as if

quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who

almost

explanation, Florence asked, “Got

“Yeah.”

and long fingers picked up the book again,

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

and the distance panicked

me, Mr. Hawkins. Would

about to remind him a bit, but she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup of

doing it, he still focused on the book while reaching

It was her coffee!

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

both 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

froze,

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

her, he

sounded so polite and

he didn’t

so gentlemanly, Florence felt that her thoughts were so shameful as if her mind was

words between her teeth, “This is my

voice. Then he picked up another cup of coffee, taking a sip

mug down,