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.

she deliberately

and finally calmed

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 of them

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

the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me,

aback, subconsciously read through the line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line in Ernest’s

thought, she immediately understood

Delighted, Florence nodded.

explain it to me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow

grabbed his chair and sat next

overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten

about to ask why he

solemnly, “It’s easier for you to

His reason made sense.

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

as if he was a modest

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

pride almost exploded in

finishing her explanation, Florence

“Yeah.”

fingers picked up the book again, and he continued to

a moment. Looking at the man who was sitting next to her, she wondered if he planned

was sitting beside her, and the distance panicked

Mr. Hawkins.

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

while reaching the cup of coffee that she had drunk

It was her coffee!

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

the warmth spread from his palm to the back of her

froze, her heart

hand immediately. However, Ernest reacted faster. He

he frowned, “Sorry for

sounded so polite

didn’t mean to

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

squeezed a few words between

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

putting the mug down, he continued to read