My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She had such a feeling when she opened her eyes. She felt depressed when she came back to City N.

When she was in Riverside City, she could still console herself that she could get rid of those troublesome matters and that she did not need to think of them.

But when she came back to the city, things were getting different. She had to face those matters now.

She was driven out of the Fraser family and was now a homeless Fraser who had no family background. Although the Hawkins family didn’t attach great importance of the match of family backgrounds, she, a homeless woman, was not qualified to marry into such a noble and rich family.

Even if they got married, her identity would be a taint for the perfect Ernest.

Moreover, she was not a virgin. She was raped by a man in that hotel at that night. It was a nightmare that would disturb her for the rest of her life and she could never forget it.

Ernest was a perfect man, whom should marry an immaculate woman. Florence felt inferior in front of him.

Florence was overwhelmed by bitterness and depression.

It turned out that when she realized that she had fallen for him, these negative emotions would be infinitely amplified.

When she realized that she had fallen for him, she didn’t feel delighted; instead, she became more inferior and poor-spirited.

It was her mistake to be fascinated by a man that she shouldn’t love.

“Mr. Hawkins.”

Florence walked into the living room of the villa and paused.

Ernest, who was about to carry the luggage cases to upstairs, paused and looked towards Florence when he heard her voice.

He said patiently, “What’s the matter?”

Florence looked at him and gritted her teeth to suppress her turbulent thoughts. She then said in a low voice, “Mr. Hawkins, you don’t need to carry my luggage case to upstairs. I have been living in your home for a long time and I think I should move out now.”

Ernest wrinkled his eyebrows, a touch of unhappiness flashing across his eyes.

He said in a resolute tone, “No need. You can still live in my home. You don’t need to regard yourself as an outsider.”

They would get married soon. Since he and Florence had lived in this villa together, Ernest planned to take this villa as their matrimonial home.

Florence shook her head and said in a determined voice, “It’s not convenient for me to live here.”

case from him, saying, “My things are still in the bedroom. I will

your fiancé. There’s no inconvenience for you

his grip on her luggage case, showing

while slightly knitting his brows. Apparently, he was not in a good mood at the

take her back, but she insisted

can tell you that you don’t need to worry about

picked up from this villa for

attention to these traditional customs. However, when he decided to marry

her, he had

gazed at Ernest in astonishment. She hadn’t expected that Ernest would say

totally different from

looked at him with surprise and asked, “We won’t

became gloomy, “When did I

and looked at

other after that. Isn’t it a

still take care of her and protect her after that dispute, he didn’t have any bodily contact with

meant he also wanted

his eyebrows. He hadn’t expected that

agreement to cancel

could it be

case from Florence, “I never

by word

to give the case back to

on the ground. After a minute,

out that she had misunderstood

Ernest still wanted

didn’t plan to marry

Ernest, she was clear that it was not a wise choice

Florence hurriedly went upstairs.

bedroom and put down the luggage cases

open the cases and put their luggage away, Florence rushed

now, her face looked red at

“Mr. Hawkins.”

walked towards him. She then looked at him with a serious

on, are you going back on