My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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.

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

shouldn’t appear in the playground. Remove all

every playground. Also, it was so efficient to

“Alright, Mr. Hawkins.”

the people did not dare to say anything despite having doubts inwardly. It was really because

Ernest’s intention of picking

he, a person who never cared about the surrounding things cared if a game was low-level? Unless it was because of her so he detested

really dislike

series of pains in her heart. Florence tightly hugged the doll and her fingernails almost pinched into

Florence’s look of hugging the doll tightly,

but also wanted to

show that

liked him from beginning

pursed into a cold and harsh straight line. He no longer looked

if she was just an

past in front of her with a light wave of wind. The scent that

back. Coldly and indifferently, he gradually disappeared from her

farther as if he had walked out of her

was so painful that it almost suffocated her. Florence already could not remember she had seen Ernest’s back for how many

used to walk towards

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

always so painful to

I’ve looking for you for a long

ran to Florence while panting. Seeing that she was fine, he heaved a sigh

he was when

staring. Her expression on her face almost could not

while, what

addition to the crowd that came back

hurriedly said, “Flory, what’s wrong with

not hear it, she stood

it was so quiet as if it no longer existed. The heart-breaking pain was

So painful.

became anxious. He stood in front of Florence

increased, “Flory, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare