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.

Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and started

so hard and finally calmed

couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant that

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

the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand

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

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

she immediately understood the point that she had

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

same time, he grabbed his chair

familiar scent from the man overwhelmed her, which made

about to ask why he

solemnly, “It’s easier for you

His reason made sense.

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

to her quite seriously as

nervous that Ernest was so close to her.

nervousness and pride almost exploded

explanation,

“Yeah.”

long fingers picked up

Looking at the man who was sitting next to her, she wondered if he planned to move back

her, and the

Mr. Hawkins. Would

that Ernest reached out

on the book while reaching the cup

It was her coffee!

on the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug. At the same time, Ernest’s palm fell and

She felt the warmth spread

suddenly froze,

Ernest reacted faster. He moved his hand away in

he frowned, “Sorry for

so

didn’t mean

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

words between her

a deep voice. Then he picked

putting the mug down,