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.

deliberately ignored Ernest,

hard and finally

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

some points to her, so she couldn’t understand

didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a

book, Ernest asked,

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

thought, she immediately understood

Delighted, Florence nodded.

a calm voice, which

his chair and sat next to

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

turned around and was about to ask why

for you

His reason made sense.

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

seriously as if he was a modest good

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

nervousness and pride almost exploded

explanation,

“Yeah.”

fingers picked up the book again, and

sitting next to her, she wondered

was sitting beside her, and the distance panicked her so

Mr. Hawkins. Would

she saw that Ernest reached out to the cup

it, he still focused on the book while reaching the cup

It was her coffee!

grabbed the coffee mug. At the same time, Ernest’s palm fell and happened to cover her

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

froze, her

hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He moved his

her, he frowned,

so polite and

seemed that he didn’t mean to

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

she squeezed a few words between her teeth, “This

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

the mug down, he