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 head, and

and

Shortly, she was fully attracted by the content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant

so she couldn’t

understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a

in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me,

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

understood the point

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

he grabbed his chair

man overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten her

about to ask why

for you to explain in

His reason made sense.

glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she

listened to her quite seriously as if he was a modest good

that Ernest was so close to her. On the other

pride almost exploded in

her explanation,

“Yeah.”

fair and long fingers picked up the book

a moment. Looking at the man who was sitting next

sitting beside her, and the distance panicked her so

Mr.

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

on the book while reaching the cup of coffee that she had drunk just

It was her coffee!

her hair stand on the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug. At the same time, Ernest’s palm fell and happened to cover her

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

suddenly froze,

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

he frowned, “Sorry

sounded so polite

that he didn’t

felt that her thoughts were so shameful as if her mind was so dirty and she had

squeezed a few words between her teeth, “This is

answered in a deep voice. Then he picked up

mug down,