My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Lie? Kidnap?

Ernest’s thin lips were pursed tightly, the corners of his lips were curved in a mocking arc.

He had never wanted to make things difficult for his woman, let alone exploit her.

Ernest was about to open his mouth to let Georgia know that she could discard that idea, but at this moment, there was a sound of something falling on the ground from the door of the room.

The sound was not loud, but it made Ernest understand something quick-wittedly.

As if he had realized something intuitively, he immediately walked to the door and opened the door at once.

He was surprised to see Florence standing at the door, her expressions stunned and lifeless.

Her bright eyes were full of disbelief, and she looked wounded and helpless.

Ernest’s heart seemed to be caught suddenly, as sharp nails stabbed his heart. The pain was terrible.

His throat was a little dry, “Florence…”

She came back.

Bunch of bright colored flowers were fallen on the ground. It was not hard to think that the flowers must be a present for him because he was getting discharged from the hospital.

But she had obviously heard Georgia’s words just now. But, how much did she hear…

Florence turned pale and stared at the man in front of her blankly.

She hadn’t dared to approach Ernest before. She hadn’t dared to love him because this marriage was like a pie falling from the sky. It was like an incredible dream that a regular girl like her could marry the proud Ernest.

She used to be sensible enough not to believe that such good things happened and had previously kept a distance from Ernest, waiting for him to cancel the wedding and continue to live their separate lives.

But during this period of time, everything Ernest had done had caused her heart to beat fast, making her fall madly in love with him.

What was more ridiculous, she really thought that Ernest also loved her.

How naïve.

Florence’s eyes were very hot but she couldn’t feel any wetness. She stared at him and her lips moved. Her voice was very faint and it was very difficult for her to even say a few words.

“Do you also know the reason for marrying me?”

Her eyes were terribly dim, as if they were covered with a layer of dust and her faint voice was like a desperate question.

There was a sharp pain in Ernest’s heart. His chest felt constricted, as if he was about to suffocate.

attention to it. After confirming that he liked Florence,

known what Georgia told him today, he could have

probably know

of a conspiracy against Florence. He had

faint trace of

out, this man had been using

she was marrying into a wealthy family, she could still have

Her body swayed lightly and she moved back unsteadily as if she was about to fall down

“Florence…”

his hand to pull her,

as if she was looking at something extremely dangerous

and selfishness. Ernest really wants to marry you. He really likes you, please don’t blame him. Everything is my fault. If

looked at Florence nervously

not expected that Florence would appear at this time at the ward door and hear

have made

face turned pale, and the pain in her heart almost made it explode. Her face was stiff and her expressions calm.

blame you. I don’t blame Mr. Hawkins. Of course, I understand the benefits of

dazzled by

and Mr. Hawkins were to cancel this wedding. No matter however, we were not really going to get married. So, it

Florence hurriedly picked up the flowers from the

congratulate you on getting discharged from the hospital. After all, knowing you for this time I can barely qualify as your friend. Of course, you are Mr. Hawkins, if we don’t have a relationship in the future, we

Friend.

to

Farewell.

a death sentence, executing

daze, the light in his heart

him in her heart. So, it didn’t matter to her whether this was a marriage of advantage or if

expected her to turn around, thinking that they still had a chance of

are too cruel… He

stretched out his hand stiffly and received

was full of terribly dark gloom. Every word was extremely difficult for

“You are free.”

was

she seemed to have lost the most important thing

her instantly. Her nose became sour. She felt so terrible that she couldn’t

only take a second before she

“I’ll leave first.”

Florence turned around in panic and

the moment she turned around, blurring