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.

but he only knew half of it. He didn’t care or paid any attention to it. After confirming that he liked Florence, he just went along

what Georgia told him today, he could have still deceived himself

know

that this marriage was somewhat of a conspiracy against Florence. He had also known that eighty percent of the advantage in this

of

man had

thought, even if she was marrying into

in an instant. Her body swayed lightly and she moved

“Florence…”

to pull her, but Florence

was looking

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

Florence

that Florence would appear at this time at the ward door

seemed to have

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

don’t blame Mr. Hawkins. Of course, I understand the benefits of a marriage that can connect wealthy

who was dazzled by

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

the flowers from the ground and

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,

Friend.

able to see

Farewell.

every word was like a death sentence, executing Ernest on

her in a daze, the light in his heart became

decision long ago to let him go. She never changed her mind. She never had a place for him in her

to turn around, thinking that

too cruel… He finished

stretched out his hand stiffly and received the

of terribly dark gloom. Every word was extremely difficult

“You are free.”

hand was

was the weight of the flowers, but she seemed to have lost the most important

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

was going to only take a second before she

“I’ll leave first.”

that, Florence turned around

her eyes uncontrollably the moment she turned around,