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?”

of the message he had just received and said, “Mr. Hawkins, just now we’ve found out that Ms. Fraser is staying in

light flashed through Ernest’s

most accurate information about Florence that he

float, Ernest lifted

he’d rather go straight to the

front, making a way

the float, Florence in the Priestess of birth’s costume slowly stood up with Stanford’s

now, when the people were dancing, they bumped into her accidentally, so she fell

Florence up, Stanford looked quite

are you all right? If you

the lively atmosphere on the float was covered

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

carnival because of her. Immediately, she shook her head, “I’m fine. I just lost

his thin lips,

caught a glimpse at a tall and strong figure in

man that was buried at the bottom

Ernest!

suddenly rushed to the tip of

his receding back in disbelief. She had

that man had only just the

from here. How could he show up in Farnfoss City that was

“What’s wrong, Flory?”

Stanford asked

“No. Nothing.”

back to her senses and withdrew her

was because she would meet her fiancé tomorrow,

believed that she

noticing the

that Florence was gazing at. Then he saw a man in a suit striding

the figure looked kind

soon arrived at Ferrier

was run by the Turner family. With his identity as the

to the point. “Show me to Florence

confidential was the principle for a hotel. But Ernest was their new young

“Sir, please follow me.”