My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest was a powerful CEO and numerous designers would come to design the best apparel for him if he ordered. Even if he wanted to design the apparel by himself, a number of designers were willing to help him.

But he chose her.

Although this was partly because she recommended herself to him, Tina thought that she herself was the largest reason why Ernest agreed to her proposal was.

It was not that easy for a man to refuse the invitation of a beauty after all.

Florence gazed at Ernest in astonishment, feeling dumbfounded.

Why didn’t she know that Ernest also had interest in designing wedding dress?

Florence’s heartbeat inexplicably accelerated when she imagined the scene when Ernest was designing the dress and then appreciating it.

It seemed that Ernest had been saying that he wanted to marry her. If he really designed a wedding dress, would she be the one to wear it?

No, no.

Florence shook her head. Ernest had acquiesced in cancelling their engagement when they came back to City N. Therefore, they would not get married, and this had nothing to do with her.

Ernest landed his gaze on Tina, but at the next moment, he shifted it to Florence.

Fixing his eyes on her, he said in a low voice, “I want to design a wedding dress.”

Florence froze as she was extremely shocked at the moment.

Ernest actually planned to design a wedding dress, and by himself.

What did he intend to do?

Fixing his eyes on Florence, who was trying to maintain her composure, Ernest curled his lips into a teasing smile and continued, “I’m not that experienced in this field. Can you help me?”

He was asking for her help!

Florence felt her heart beating so quickly that it was about to jump out of her chest when she thought of the words ‘wedding dress’.

She had been associating the wedding dress that Ernest mentioned to herself out of no reason.

But he didn’t say that the wedding dress was for her and they intended to cancel the engagement…

She had thought too much about it, absolutely.

But Florence’s heart was still throbbing wildly and she couldn’t control it.

look at Ernest and stammered, “I… Ahem… I have no

types of apparel is similar. If you don’t know

Ernest said righteously.

admit that she was not a qualified designer. But except having an

related to her work and to whether she could stay in the Hawkins

twitched her mouth. She didn’t dare to refuse him, nor did she dare to agree to the request.

would present the dress to the one

Ernest who had solved the problem, so the dress should be

quite delighted with it. She said with a kind and elegant smile on her beautiful face, “Of course. Mr.

“Okay.”

gaze that was tinged

really good

came to an end, the crowd

Florence did not have the mood to stay

wedding dress,

have the mood to study

an excuse and left the fashion show

he wanted to

back to the spacious room, Florence slumped herself onto the bed and

hall were

was as handsome as his

swiftly tore apart

in her ear, saying that he would make a

mind, Florence’s heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably and her face

feeling quietly

…

“Knock, knock, knock.”

of gentle knocking sound

was lying on the large bed, wake up when she heard the sounds. When she saw the snow-white ceiling,

Florence was depressed.

the bed and walked to the door with

saw Ernest’s handsome face. He looked excessively noble and elegant in a blue

was a bit stunned, “Mr. Hawkins, what’s the

lips tightly and studied Florence from top to toe from her messy hair

forward and then held

“Ah...”

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