My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Being scolded and pointed at her nose and slandered in public, Florence couldn’t endure any longer.

She looked at Annabelle in disgust and questioned, “Annabelle, you can’t gain Reynold’s heart. Why do you think you can slander me in this way? What have I done to offend you?”

“Am I slandering you? I just told the truth,” Annabelle said quite affirmatively.

Florence’s temples were popping fiercely and she felt a strong migraine. The gazes from the crowd were stinging her like thorns, making her so embarrassed.

She hadn’t done anything wrong, but Annabelle kept slandering her.

Florence’s retort sounded so weak.

Not only her but also Ernest’s reputation was ruined. She was worried about how those people would look at her and what rumors would be made against Ernest.

Florence wished that she could tear Annabelle’s mouth. However, she had no idea how she could prove her innocence.

She felt the strong migraine, feeling the disdain and hatred from the onlookers surrounding her.

“Crick.”

The leather shoes cricked on the floor. The footsteps stopped next to Florence.

Ernest’s tall and strong figure appeared next to Florence. Reaching out, he pulled Florence into his arms.

He was tall and strong and Florence was petite. He wrapped her in his arms like providing her with a safe haven, so protective and secured.

His embrace blocked those hateful gazes.

Florence’s heart skipped a beat when she smelt the familiar scent. Turning around, she saw the familiar handsome face.

It was Ernest.

Looking at her, he slightly nodded. His low and calm voice made her feel so secure.

“I’m here with you.”

Hence, he hinted that she should rest assured.

His words were like a tranquilizer that calmed down Florence quickly. She wasn’t panicked or sad anymore.

find someone to rely on. As long as he

Under their gazes, he held

his desire for

gazed at them in

of dating two men at the same time in public, and Ernest was cheated on by her. That meant Ernest’s dignity was ruined. Wasn’t he supposed

step out and hold her

shocked, stiffing at the spot like a log. She looked at this

Ernest, she could clearly feel the strong aura emanated from the man, which

although he hadn’t spared any glance at her, Annabelle became fearful from the bottom of

to regret that she came to provoke Florence and

he switched his gaze. In an instant, his gaze became cold and sharp, as dangerous as the

around him immediately dropped below the frozen

to the onlookers. He even ignored Annabelle. Instead, he stared daggers at

sharp gaze was stabbed onto Reynold’s body

his

of powerful ones, he felt somewhat frightened when facing Ernest in

just indifference. However, when he was pissed, his aura was as freezing as the arctic ice

private affairs.

cold words were a warning as well as

on Reynold. His gesture with great pride and dignity hinted that

from

right to appear in front of Ernest,

a slap in Reynold's

fashion business. If he admitted his failure, he wouldn’t be able to get rid of this stain all his life, and he

witness of so many upper-class celebrities. It meant his dignity

surging in his chest

fell on Florence, the rage

her extremely pale and

was him who brought

as if his heart was

he pressed his

while, he said in difficulty, “Mr. Hawkins,

uproar in the

When he did that, he meant to admit that there was nothing special between Florence and him. Also, he