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.

he was here with her, she wouldn’t fear those rumors at

suddenly. Under their gazes, he

gesture fully declared his desire for

gazed at them in

public, and Ernest was cheated on by her. That meant

he step out and hold her

at the spot like a log.

the strong aura emanated from the man, which made her hard to brief.

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

began to regret that she came to provoke Florence

Florence down. Then he switched his gaze. In an instant, his gaze became cold and sharp, as

temperature around him immediately dropped below

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

onto Reynold’s body

stiffed, his body

was pretty capable and had met a lot of powerful ones, he felt somewhat frightened

just indifference. However, when he was pissed, his aura was

Myron, do something to your private affairs.

a warning as

to stomp on Reynold. His gesture with great pride

the words from Annabelle’s

front of Ernest, let alone that Ernest’s

in Reynold's face without leaving him any

humiliated since he started his career in the fashion business. If he admitted his failure, he wouldn’t

of so many upper-class

a rage surging

fell on Florence,

just felt sorry for her

him who brought

felt so upset as if his heart was

tightened body, he pressed his thin

difficulty, “Mr. Hawkins,

was another uproar in the

meant to admit that there was nothing special