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.

be calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored

hard and finally calmed herself

couldn’t read those

some points to her, so she

a bit upset. She marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to

asked, “Excuse me, do you understand this

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

understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

in a calm voice, which was a noble tone

same time, he grabbed his chair

overwhelmed her, which made

about

solemnly, “It’s easier for you to

His reason made sense.

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

listened to her quite seriously as if he was

hand, she felt quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always superior and all-around,

nervousness and pride almost exploded

her explanation, Florence

“Yeah.”

fair and long fingers picked up the book again, and he continued

next to her, she wondered if he planned to move back to

was sitting beside her, and

Mr.

that Ernest reached out to the cup of coffee on the

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

It was her coffee!

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

it. She felt the warmth spread from

froze, her heart

Ernest

he frowned, “Sorry for

so

seemed that he didn’t mean to do

were so shameful as if her mind was so dirty

she squeezed a few words between

Ernest answered in a deep voice. Then he picked up another cup of coffee,

mug down, he continued to read