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.

calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and

tried so hard and finally calmed

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

to her, so she

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

asked, “Excuse me,

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

understood the

Delighted, Florence nodded.

voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow

his chair and sat next

which made Florence tighten her body in

was about

easier for you to explain in this

His reason made sense.

tightened body, she took a glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she was reading, she quickly briefed the point to

as if he was a

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

and pride almost exploded in

finishing her explanation, Florence

“Yeah.”

long fingers picked up

a moment. Looking at the man who was sitting next to

he was sitting beside her, and the

me, Mr. Hawkins.

him a bit, but she saw that Ernest reached out

on the book while reaching the cup of coffee that she had

It was her coffee!

her hair stand on the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug.

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

froze,

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

her, he frowned,

sounded so polite and

seemed that he didn’t

thoughts were so shameful as if her

few words between her teeth,

in a deep voice. Then he picked up

mug down,