My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest saw a group of boys and girls in weird costumes, quite attractive. They were dancing violently. In his opinion, they were like a group of evils dancing.

He couldn’t enjoy it at all.

Disgusted, when he was about to look away, unexpectedly, he saw a petite figure.

She was dressed in an ancient Chinese robe, the hemline of which reached the bottom of her feet. She was wearing a purple wig with neat bangs and a thin veil, which covered more than half of her face.

Only her smart and twinkling eyes were exposed. She was looked at somewhere below the float and didn’t notice his gaze.

He couldn’t see the shape of her eyes and appearance clearly, but his heart skipped a beat violently. He felt as if all his blood were solidified.

Seemingly the girl he had been searching for a long time appeared in front of him all of a sudden.

Ernest’s heart jumped to his throat. Subconsciously, he wanted to approach and take a closer look at her. However, suddenly, several men bumped into him and blocked his way.

“Excuse us. Please move.”

A few young men seemed to be drunk, staggering to bump into the crowd around the float.

Ernest frowned, took a few steps back. When he looked up again, the group of people were still swaying at random, and he couldn’t differentiate them from each other. The petite girl was gone completely.

Ernest’s held his breath, wondering where she had gone.

“Mr. Hawkins, are you all right? I’m sorry I couldn’t block those drunk men and let them bump into you.”

Timothy stood in front of Ernest, looking quite tense, sweat oozing on his forehead. He was so afraid that others would boldly bump into Ernest again.

Mr. Hawkins never liked to be touched by any stranger.

Upon hearing Timothy’s words, Ernest was taken aback for a moment, and then he returned to his senses.

He wondered what happened to him just now. How could he find that girl so familiar and even lose his control somehow?

He even doubted if that girl was Florence or not.

However, when he was about to confirm, he couldn’t see her anymore.

“Mr. Hawkins?”

received and said, “Mr.

light flashed

was the most accurate information about Florence that he

forgetting about the girl on the float, Ernest lifted his foot and

who looked like her, he’d rather go straight to the hotel she

a way for Ernest with his

Florence in the Priestess of birth’s costume slowly stood up

now, when the people were dancing, they bumped into

Florence up, Stanford

right? If you are hurt, I’ll skin them

the lively atmosphere on the float was covered

so scared that they forgot to continue dancing, looking at the handsome man

to impact tonight’s carnival because of her. Immediately, she shook her head, “I’m fine. I just lost my

Pressing his thin lips, he didn’t

glimpse at a tall and strong

man that was buried at the bottom

Ernest!

deeply hidden name suddenly rushed

She had never expected that

man had only just the similar back with

be in City N of China, far away from here. How could he show up

“What’s wrong, Flory?”

weird, Stanford

“No. Nothing.”

senses and withdrew her gazes in

because she would meet her fiancé tomorrow, who used to

she

stared at Florence, noticing the

smart man, he slightly frowned and looked in the direction that Florence was gazing at. Then he saw a man in a suit

- the figure looked

soon arrived at

family. With his identity as the young master, he

point.

for a hotel. But Ernest was

“Sir, please follow me.”