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.

care or paid any attention to it. After confirming that he liked Florence, he just went along

Georgia told him today, he could have still

probably know

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

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

this man had been using her

thought, even if she was marrying into a wealthy family, she could still have

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

“Florence…”

out his hand to pull

was

and selfishness. Ernest really wants to marry you. He really likes you, please don’t blame him.

at Florence

expected that Florence would appear at this time at the ward door

to have made a

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

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

was her who was dazzled by feelings and was foolishly naïve

not really going to get married. So,

flowers

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 may

Friend.

be able to

Farewell.

word, every word was like a death sentence, executing Ernest on

light in his heart

mind. She never had a place for him in her heart. So, it didn’t matter to her whether this

still expected her to turn around, thinking that they still

cruel… He finished the sentence

straight at her, stretched out his hand stiffly and received the

Every word

“You are free.”

hand was suddenly

from her hand was the weight of the flowers, but she seemed to have lost the most important thing in her

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

only take a second before she

“I’ll leave first.”

Florence turned around

rolled out of her eyes uncontrollably the moment she turned