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 Ernest, lowered her head,

and finally calmed

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

her, so she couldn’t understand all of them

upset. She marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand handed

the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me,

was the part that the book in

she immediately understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

same time, he grabbed his

familiar scent from the man overwhelmed her, which made

was about to ask why he

for you

His reason made sense.

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

seriously as

feelings. On one hand, she felt quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her.

nervousness and pride almost exploded in

explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

nodded slightly. Then his fair and long fingers picked up the book again, and he continued to

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

sitting beside her, and

me, Mr. Hawkins. Would

reached out to the

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

It was her coffee!

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

it. She felt the warmth spread from his palm to the back of her hand

froze, her

immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He

at her, he frowned,

so

that he didn’t mean to do

that her thoughts were so shameful

she squeezed a few words between

he picked up another

putting the mug down, he continued