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.

knew, 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 with the flow and brought

hadn’t known what Georgia told him today, he could have still deceived himself and others and straightforwardly married Florence,

probably know a

that this marriage was somewhat of a conspiracy against Florence. He had also known

faint trace of fluke hope in Florence’s

man had

marrying into a wealthy family,

moved

“Florence…”

his hand to pull her, but Florence

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

He really likes you, please don’t blame him. Everything is my fault. If you

at Florence

expected that Florence would appear at this time at the

to have

made it explode. Her face was stiff and her expressions

blame Mr. Hawkins. Of course, I

was dazzled by feelings and was foolishly naïve

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

flowers from the ground and handed

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

Friend.

able to see each

Farewell.

a death sentence, executing Ernest on the

her in a daze, the light in his heart became dull and

her mind. She never had a place for him in her heart. So, it didn’t matter to her whether this was a marriage of advantage or if he really

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

cruel… He finished the sentence

hand stiffly and received the bouquet of flowers from

of terribly dark gloom. Every word was

“You are free.”

hand was

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

became sour. She felt so terrible that she couldn’t

was going to only take a second before she burst

“I’ll leave first.”

around in panic

uncontrollably the moment she turned