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

so hard and finally calmed

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

so she couldn’t understand all

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

asked, “Excuse

was taken aback, subconsciously read through the line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands

she immediately understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

requested in a calm voice, which was a noble tone that

same time, he grabbed his chair and sat next

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

turned around and was about to ask why he moved

for you

His reason made sense.

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

to her quite seriously as if he was a modest good

to her. On

almost

her explanation,

“Yeah.”

and long fingers picked up the book again,

next to her, she wondered if he planned to move

beside her, and

Mr. Hawkins. Would

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

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

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

hand and the coffee mug were covered by it. She felt the warmth spread from his palm to the back of her hand and

froze, her heart

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

at her, he

so

he didn’t mean to

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

few words between her

voice. Then he picked up another

down, he continued to