My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The rain hit the umbrella with a loud and harsh noise.

Florence stiffened suddenly as the shadow of Ernest appeared in her mind.

She suddenly raised her head, but the light in her eyes dimmed immediately when she saw the man’s appearance.

It was not him.

Yes. She and him had already made it clear, have parted their ways. Why did she still want him to come to her?

There was no need to find him anymore, no need to meet him.

As if her chest was about to explode with pain. She hurriedly turned her head and buried her face in her knees, crying silently.

Her fingers gripped her arm tightly, digging her nails into her arm painfully. It seemed that maybe by hurting herself she could relieve the suffocation in her heart a little bit.

Collin looked at her in distress and frowned.

He squatted down, held Florence’s tightly pinching hands and moved her fingers away one by one.

His voice was low and gentle, “Flory, let’s go home.”

Florence stayed stiff and didn’t move. She didn’t want to go anywhere. For her, there was darkness everywhere and it was the suffocating heartache.

If she had known that losing someone would be so painful, she wouldn’t have fallen in love.

“If you want to pinch, pinch me. It’s more enjoyable.”

Collin forced her to put her hand on his shoulder and pressed her fingers hard.

Florence was stunned. As she tried to remove her hand, Collin smoothly took advantage of it and pulled her off the ground.

“Leave me alone…”

Florence said while sobbing, wanting to push Collin away.

I will accompany you in the rain. If you want to cry, just hold me and cry.”

Collin’s tone was extraordinarily firm as he picked her up in his arms without any explanation.

The rain filled the air and hit them both without any hinderance. Collin’s clean clothes were also dampened and his hair began to accumulate beads of water in it.

looked at him in astonishment and choked out, “You don’t need to do this, I will just cry for

didn’t comply. He walked along the side of the road holding

don’t want to be in the rain, just tell me, I will

a car slowly followed behind

chilly rain water falling on her body, it was cold and painful. At this moment, Florence felt that it was a little bit

said, “Why do I have to be

keep it a secret for

handsome face wet. But his smile felt extraordinarily beautiful and

The heartache was just as terrible as before, but somehow, now she

rain that was falling densely and her choked voice seemed to cry out, as

over. Everything should return to its

to their own life. No more

……

heavier, falling down as if it

in the rain in front of him. His eyes looked

late in the evening, did she

catch a cold and fever. She hadn’t

with an umbrella to keep

took a step forward, he remembered her decisiveness when she had left. Her firm words that she was never going to see him again; her

It was all over.

be crushed by a huge rock. As if his heart had the weight of a mountain on it,

the heartache he could

to control than this in the

as he raised his foot and walked into

“Mr.…”

from the hospital and his injury had not healed completely. So,

catch up with

was holding an umbrella for

entrance of the hospital, Georgia looked at Ernest’s back and sighed as if he was

their happiness and made

umbrella for her and comforted, “Ma’am, you tried your best to match them up. Besides, Florence is the young lady of the Fraser family. It is not impossible for the young master

just a little

eyes, “If the Fraser family bears a grudge in the future because I incurred hatred between them, then I would have harmed Ernest. How will I

always change for the

weakly at Ernest’s lonely

the rain out as much as possible, the rain was still

looked at his wet