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

hard and finally calmed herself

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

points to her, so she couldn’t

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

asked, “Excuse me, do

in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line

immediately understood the point that

Delighted, Florence nodded.

requested in a calm voice, which was a noble

his chair and sat next

overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten her

was about

solemnly, “It’s easier for you to

His reason made sense.

the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book

to her quite seriously as if he was a

Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand,

almost exploded in Florence’s

her explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

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

the man who was sitting next to her,

beside her, and the distance panicked her

me, Mr. Hawkins.

but she saw that Ernest reached out to

he still focused on the book while reaching the cup of coffee that she had

It was her coffee!

She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee

that almost 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 into her body and

suddenly froze, her

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

her, he

sounded so

that he didn’t

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

squeezed a few words between her teeth, “This is my

in a deep voice. Then he picked up another cup of coffee,

the mug down, he continued to read