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.

deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her

tried so hard and finally

the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in

some points to her, so she

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

Ernest asked,

part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line

immediately understood the point

Delighted, Florence nodded.

Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a noble

grabbed his chair

from the man overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten her body

and was about to ask why he

solemnly, “It’s easier for you

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

to her quite seriously as

she felt quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her. On the other

nervousness and pride almost

explanation,

“Yeah.”

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

next to her, she wondered if he planned to move back

he was sitting beside her, and the

me, Mr. Hawkins. Would

a bit, but she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup of coffee on the desk and was

book while reaching the cup of coffee that she had drunk

It was her coffee!

and grabbed the coffee

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

suddenly froze, her

shake off his hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster.

he

sounded so polite and

seemed that he didn’t mean to

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

she squeezed a few words between her

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

the mug down, he continued to read