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

hard and finally calmed

content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant that she

points to her, so

that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right

in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do you

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

she immediately understood the point that

Delighted, Florence nodded.

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

same time, he grabbed his chair and sat

from the man overwhelmed her, which

and was about to

solemnly, “It’s easier for you to explain in

His reason made sense.

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

quite seriously as if he was a modest good

Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins,

pride almost exploded in Florence’s

explanation, Florence asked,

“Yeah.”

long fingers picked up the book again,

was sitting next to

and the distance panicked

me, Mr. Hawkins.

to remind him a bit, but she saw that Ernest reached out

while reaching the cup

It was her coffee!

the end. She acted quickly and grabbed the coffee mug. At the same time, Ernest’s palm fell

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

froze, her heart

hand immediately. However, Ernest

at her, he frowned, “Sorry

sounded so polite and

that he didn’t mean

so shameful as if her mind

a few words between her teeth, “This is

a deep voice. Then he picked

down, he continued to