My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 347: Even If It Is an Embrace, So What?

Florence’s entire body stiffened.

After quite a while, she only then turned her head very slowly and saw the face that had appeared in her dream countless times.

Ernest, it was really him!

Time seemed to have stopped in a flash. Florence’s eyes reddened. Only God knew how much she missed him and how much she missed his embrace.

Ernest looked at the woman in his arms in a complicated mood. He then turned his eyes to look at the oversized doll she was holding in her arms. His gaze abruptly became cold.

Not far away, the man who was surrounded by a group of women was shooting. Based on what the women shouted, it was easy to understand that he was trying to win another doll.

Florence wanted to get it?

So, now only did he learn that she actually like this kind of stuff that was for little girls.

Only then did Ernest suddenly feel that he still did not really know her. She did not need him to know her either as she was only willing to frankly show her true preferences and joy in front of another man.

He felt extremely bad and angry. He was so annoyed that he was like an erupted volcano that wanted to destroy everything in front of him.

Ernest’s face looked even worse and he looked very dangerous.

Staying in his arms, Florence could feel a piercing coldness and the coldness was facing her directly. It seemed that he detested her very much.

The matter that she was in his arms let him feel very disgusted.

The emotion that surged in her mind was instantly clouded with a grey layer. It became so ridiculous.

Florence gritted her teeth and detached herself from Ernest’s arms. Her eyes flashed and she pretended to be calm, saying.

“Thank you.”

The voice sounded as if they were estranged from each other.

It was like they were strangers who never knew each other.

Ernest’s face became even colder and more indifferent.

Apparently, she never showed a friendly expression to him. It was like that in the past and now, it was even worse.

at the crowded group of people and

kind of low-level game shouldn’t appear in the playground.

This kind of game was basically considered a standard of every playground. Also, it was so efficient

“Alright, Mr. Hawkins.”

really because Mr. Hawkins’s hostility was too

that she froze. Ernest’s intention of picking on this game

never cared about the surrounding things cared if a game was low-level? Unless it

dislike her so much

heart. Florence tightly hugged the doll and her fingernails almost pinched into the fluff before

Florence’s look of hugging the doll tightly, Ernest

step the game here but also wanted

Was it to show

never liked him from

became slightly more intense. His thin lips were pursed into a cold and harsh straight

was just an unimportant stranger on the

in front of her with a light wave of

her eyes to look at his back. Coldly and indifferently,

and farther as if he had walked

it almost suffocated her. Florence already could not

who always used to walk

in the surrounding seemed to have disappeared after Ernest left. It was terribly silent. The agony almost swallowed up

always so painful

looking for you for

while panting. Seeing that she was fine, he heaved a

anxious he was when he did not see her after

where Florence was blankly staring. Her expression on her face almost

had only been a while, what was wrong with

to the

hurriedly said, “Flory,

did not hear it,

now and it was so quiet as if it no longer existed. The heart-breaking pain was as if a hole had

So painful.

front of

voice volume slightly increased, “Flory, what’s wrong

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