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!”

you playing the monkey tricks with us? You are the scheming and

such a

blames

didn’t hide their disgust and anger

of Annabelle. If that happened, no matter how wealthy or powerful

the

at the same time, Ernest would dump Florence.

couldn’t understand why a noble and superior man like Ernest

believe

lot. Ernest protected Florence so directly and even embarrassed Reynold in public, so it also meant that she had offended that superior man as

guts to think about her

and blames, she pulled Reynold’s wrist in a

mean to do it for real. Could you please help me for the sake

cold, emanating an

he

he squeezed his curse between his teeth, stressing each syllable, “Not only Ernest

was pulling his

his grip paled her face immediately, and Annabelle

floor, trembling all over her body. She begged while sobbing, “Reynold, let go of me... It

looking down at her. The lights fell on his head and hair,

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

looked dark and

moment, she started to be fearful for the man whose heart she

to escape away

Myron. Please have mercy. Please let go

to beg him while crying, looking so miserable. She

She was scared.

She became indeed fearful.

anything else but only

“Annabelle, you know what?”

of gloominess, Reynold looked so horrified. He squatted down and approached

a smile on his face, his eyes were

right about my relationship with Florence. We’re not

He talked to Annabelle word by