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.

deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and started

so hard and finally

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

some points to her, so she couldn’t understand all of them

then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand handed a book in front

a line in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do you understand this

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 Ernest’s book, the explanation

understood the point that she

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

time, he grabbed his chair

which made Florence tighten her body in

and was about to

“It’s easier for you

His reason made sense.

Ernest’s book. Combining

to her quite seriously as if he was

to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always superior and all-around, was learning from

and pride almost exploded

explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

long fingers picked up the book again, and

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

sitting beside her, and the distance panicked her so

Mr.

she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup

doing it, he still focused on the book while reaching the cup

It was her coffee!

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

that almost both her hand and the coffee mug were covered by it. She felt the warmth

suddenly froze, her heart

off his hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster.

at her, he

so polite and

that he didn’t mean

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

squeezed a few words between her teeth,

a deep voice. Then he picked

the mug down,