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.

to be calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored

tried so hard and finally

couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so

points to her, so she couldn’t understand

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

asked, “Excuse me, do

through the line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line in Ernest’s

a thought, she immediately understood

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

same time, he grabbed his chair and

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

about to ask why he

“It’s easier for you to explain in

His reason made sense.

at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she was reading, she quickly briefed

to her quite seriously as if he was a modest good

so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always

pride almost exploded

finishing her explanation, Florence asked, “Got

“Yeah.”

slightly. Then his fair and long fingers picked up the

was sitting next to her, she wondered if

beside her, and the distance panicked

Mr. Hawkins. Would

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

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

It was her coffee!

her hair stand on the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee

the warmth spread from his palm to the back of

suddenly froze, her heart

hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He

her, he frowned, “Sorry

sounded so polite

that he didn’t mean to

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

a few words between her teeth, “This is my

he picked up another

down, he