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

over suddenly. Under their gazes,

his desire for possession and protection to

gazed at

on by her. That meant Ernest’s dignity was ruined. Wasn’t he

he step out and hold

stiffing at the spot like a log. She looked

the man, which made her hard to brief. Seemingly she could be pinched to death if he casually

glance at her, Annabelle became fearful from the

she came

calmed Florence down. Then he switched his gaze. In an instant, his gaze became cold

around him immediately dropped below the frozen point, making

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

gaze was stabbed onto Reynold’s body like a

stiffed, his body

a lot of powerful ones, he felt somewhat frightened when facing

pissed, his aura was as freezing

to your private

words were a warning as well

was also a sign to stomp on Reynold. His gesture with great pride and dignity

implied that the words from Annabelle’s mouth were simply

even didn’t have the right to appear in front of Ernest, let alone that Ernest’s fiancée would

obviously a slap in Reynold's face without leaving him

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 his dignity was

surging in his chest and

on Florence, the rage

felt sorry for her extremely pale and

knew it was him who brought her an

as if his heart

body, he pressed his thin lips.

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

uproar in the

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