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.

pretended to be calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and started to

and finally

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

nobody explained some points to her, so she couldn’t understand all

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

asked, “Excuse me, do you

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

understood the point

Delighted, Florence nodded.

explain it to me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a

the same time, he grabbed his chair

overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten her body in an

turned around and was about to ask

explained solemnly, “It’s easier for

His reason made sense.

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

quite seriously as if he was

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

pride almost exploded in Florence’s

finishing her explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

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

the man who was sitting next to her, she wondered

was sitting beside her, and

me, Mr.

reached out to the cup of coffee on the desk and was about to drink

on the book while reaching the

It was her coffee!

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

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

suddenly froze, her heart

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

at her, he frowned, “Sorry for

sounded so

that he didn’t mean

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

a few words between her teeth,

answered in a deep voice. Then he picked up

the mug down, he