My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Before she could figure it out, she said, “Mr. Hawkins, I’ll go to my lounge.”

The lounge was arranged by the sponsor, and she didn’t know where her lounge was, so she asked an employee of the fashion show who was standing next to her.

The staff looked at her ticket and became a bit surprised. Then he had an ingratiating look on his face.

“Ms. Fraser, the lounge for you and Mr. Hawkins is the A-labeled VIP suite on the top floor. Shall I show you the way?”

Florence was a bit taken aback as she didn’t miss the key point in his answer.

He said the lounge for her and Mr. Hawkins...

Wasn’t it a single lounge for her only?

Florence was confused and about to question him further, Ernest walked to her.

Reaching out, he put his arm on her shoulder and said to the staff, “Please go back to your work.”

“Sure, Mr. Hawkins. If you need any help, please inform me.”

The staff left respectfully.

As soon as he left, Florence looked up at the man next to her in confusion.

Ernest was calm and indifferent. He followed her as if he had known there was a lounge arranged for them both.

He pressed his lips and explained to Florence, “You are my date, and the sponsor also knew that we’re couple-to-be, so they provide us with one lounge.”

Ernest had admitted that Florence was his fiancée in public, so most of the attendees in the fashion show knew the fact.

It seemed the sponsor’s arrangement made sense indeed.

However...

Florence looked at the man next to her in depression. She felt so uneasy. She had never expected that she would take a break with him in the same room.

While she was hesitating and depressed, Ernest said in a casual and flat tone, “We’ll take a break at noon. The suite is quite big. You won’t feel crowded.”

a pause, he added in a deep voice, “If you still feel

where are you going?” Florence asked

shrugged. “It’s such a big place here. I can wander around. Soon

For a whole

could have a break and take a nap in the lounge, but Ernest had

“Let’s go to the lounge

break, so she could

used to each other’s habits. Although they should keep

handsome face

a slight smile flashed

the fashion show was held in this hotel, it was fully reserved. All the guests who attended the

each other, good or bad, low or high-end. Florence was almost certain that

equipped.

prepared particularly for

realized that she had been beneficial because

and walked

take a nap

herself from him and didn’t want to share the same bed

that night, their relationship was so tensed as they were on a block of thin ice. Ernest couldn’t force Florence

in agreement directly. “All

so gentlemanly and

to push her onto his bed. Although he didn’t have sex

was so easy-going today. Florence’s flustered heart secretly

more relaxed when

sofa, and sat down. However, she couldn’t lie down because she was in

a bit helpless. It seemed that she could only sit for

nap at

slips, he walked to her and handed the silk pajamas in his hands to

pajamas before taking a

the pajamas in surprise -- the

he

found them

it was indeed the president