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.

As long as he was here with her, she wouldn’t fear those

gazes, he held Florence in his arms without caring about

desire for possession

gazed at them

men at the same time in public, and Ernest was cheated on by

step out and

like a log. She looked

strong aura emanated from the man, which made her hard to brief. Seemingly she could be pinched

glance at her, Annabelle became fearful from the

came to provoke Florence and

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

below

spare any glance to the onlookers. He even ignored Annabelle. Instead, he stared daggers

sharp gaze was stabbed onto Reynold’s

his

a lot of powerful ones, he felt

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

Myron, do something to your private affairs. Don’t get

cold words were a warning as well as

pride and dignity hinted that Reynold had no chance to lay

from Annabelle’s mouth were simply

right to appear in front of Ernest, let alone

Reynold's face without leaving him any

been so humiliated since he started his career in the fashion business. If he admitted his failure, he wouldn’t be able to get rid of this stain

under the witness of so many upper-class celebrities. It meant

surging in his chest and

when his gaze fell on Florence, the

felt sorry for her extremely pale

who brought her an undeserved

as if his heart was

he pressed

in difficulty, “Mr. Hawkins, I’m terribly sorry.

was another uproar in

public. When he did that, he meant to admit that there was nothing special between Florence and him. Also, he became too humble to get in any