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.

away from Florence. He coldly looked at the crowded group of people

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

playground. Also, it was so efficient to attract traffic, how would it be considered low-level?

“Alright, Mr. Hawkins.”

was really because Mr. Hawkins’s hostility was too intense so

intention of picking on

things cared if a game was

dislike her so much

doll and her fingernails almost pinched into the fluff before she could control herself from having a mental

look of hugging the doll

here but also wanted

what was the point? Was it to show that he still cared about her a

never liked him

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

just an unimportant stranger on the

in front of her with a light wave of wind.

back. Coldly and indifferently,

if he had walked

that it almost suffocated

used to walk towards her in

after Ernest left. It was terribly silent. The agony almost swallowed up Florence and broke

always so painful to see

you here? I’ve looking for you for a long time.

she was fine, he heaved a sigh of

anxious he was when

Her expression on her

while,

In addition to the crowd that came back and forth, he did not see

“Flory, what’s wrong

hear it, she

longer existed. The heart-breaking pain was as if a hole had been dug in

So painful.

stood in front of Florence and grabbed

what’s wrong with

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