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, and

hard and finally calmed herself

the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant that she couldn’t stop at

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

and then bit the bullet to continue

in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse

Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands

understood

Delighted, Florence nodded.

me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow

same time, he grabbed his chair and sat next

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

turned around and was about to ask

solemnly, “It’s easier for you to

His reason made sense.

a glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content

quite seriously as if he

Florence had quite different feelings. On one hand, she felt 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 her

and pride almost exploded in Florence’s

explanation, Florence asked, “Got

“Yeah.”

and long fingers picked

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

and the distance panicked her so

me, Mr. Hawkins.

she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup of coffee on the desk and

while reaching the cup of coffee that she had drunk just

It was her coffee!

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

palm was so big 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

suddenly froze, her heart

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

at her, he

so polite

didn’t mean to

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

a few words between her

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

putting the mug down, he continued