My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Take it easy,” Ernest uttered a few words, his thin lips apart.

His words seemed to have certain magical power. It calmed down Florence, whose heart that had jumped into her throat fell back to her chest.

However, her face was turning more reddened.

Ernest looked forward. In his charming eyes, only Florence existed. With her in his arms, he strode out of the banquet hall.

The onlookers made a wide way for them consciously.

Their gazes followed them in respect, fear, and incredibility.

Florence couldn’t feel any disdain or mockery at all. The rumors were completely changed because of this man who was holding her.

She looked at him, her heart sped up.

It seemed that something had broken through the solid wall in her heart, unearthed.

Only Ernest could be so protective of her and save her without questioning her when she was so embarrassed, blocking all the harm from her and protecting her.

From the very beginning to the end, Ernest didn’t spare any look at anyone else. Carrying Florence in his arms, he strode away.

Holding her in public, he wanted all of the attendees to understand his treasure and affection for Florence. He was doting his fiancée very much.

Since the woman who was loved and treasured by Ernest so much, who would be the bold one risking his or her own life to provoke her again?

All of them could tell the affection between the couple-to-be, and no one else could step in at all.

For such love birds, how could any of them cheat on the other?

It was so ridiculous.

Besides, Reynold also made an apology and admitted, which meant that Florence was innocent.

Annabelle was bullshitting!

All their disdainful and blaming gazes fell on Annabelle.

Someone openly scolded her, “Annabelle, where do you think you are standing in? How dared you bullshit here! You even have the balls to insult Mr. Hawkins and Ms. Fraser. You must have a death wish!”

Are you playing the monkey tricks with us? You are the

want to gain a man’s heart but you played such a dirty trick. You don’t deserve to stay in the upper-class at all. You are the same of

undistinguished blames kept

hide their disgust and anger on

that happened, no matter how wealthy

had never expected the situation would turn to

at the same time, Ernest would dump Florence. And Reynold would

understand why a noble and superior man like Ernest would choose to protect Florence without even asking

believe in Florence

protected Florence so directly and even embarrassed Reynold in public, so it also meant that she

even didn’t have the guts to think about her price should

she pulled Reynold’s

help me for the sake that we used

cold, emanating an icily cold

but at this moment, he had completely lost his

Annabelle coldly, he squeezed his curse between his teeth, stressing each syllable, “Not only Ernest Hawkins but also I won’t let go

that was pulling his

paled her face

fell on the floor, trembling all over her body. She begged while sobbing, “Reynold, let go of

on his head and hair, his face

his mouth corners, but he looked like Satan who just crawled up from

dark and

she started to be fearful for

escape away from

Please have

miserable. She couldn’t care about her public image as

She was scared.

She became indeed fearful.

expect anything else but only to survive, living

“Annabelle, you know what?”

Reynold looked so horrified. He squatted

his face,

relationship with Florence. We’re not just

low. He talked to Annabelle