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

today, he could have still deceived himself and others

probably know a

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

this, the faint trace of fluke hope in Florence’s

man had

she was marrying into a wealthy family, she

she moved back unsteadily as if she was about to fall down at any moment.

“Florence…”

out his hand to pull her, but

at him as if she was looking at something extremely dangerous and

is just my idea and selfishness. Ernest really wants to marry you. He really likes you, please

looked at Florence nervously

that Florence would appear at this

to have made a huge

explode. Her face was stiff and her expressions calm.

Hawkins. Of course, I understand the benefits of a marriage

who was dazzled by feelings

going to get married. So, it doesn’t matter why, it’s not

hurriedly picked up the flowers from the ground and

I can barely qualify as your friend. Of course, you are Mr. Hawkins, if we don’t have a relationship in the future, we may not be able to see each other again. So, you can also consider this as

Friend.

able to see each

Farewell.

every word was like a death sentence, executing

light in his heart became dull and dimmed

She never had a place for him in her heart.

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

are too cruel… He finished the sentence in

out his hand stiffly and received the bouquet of flowers from

gloom. Every word was extremely difficult for him

“You are free.”

hand was

lost from her hand was the weight of the flowers, but she seemed to have lost the

that panic and emptiness hit her instantly. Her nose became sour. She felt so terrible that

take a second before she burst

“I’ll leave first.”

that, Florence turned around in panic and ran

of her eyes uncontrollably the moment she