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?”

thought of the message he had just received and said, “Mr. Hawkins, just now we’ve found out that Ms. Fraser is staying in the Ferrier Hotel in front. Her room number

light flashed through

was the most accurate information about Florence that he

the float,

looked like her, he’d rather go straight to

rushed in front, making a way for Ernest

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

dancing, they bumped into

Florence up, Stanford

you are hurt, I’ll skin them

emanated the coldness as if the lively atmosphere on the float was

forgot to continue dancing, looking at

Immediately, she shook her head, “I’m fine. I just lost my balance

looked at Florence in disagreement. Pressing his thin lips,

caught a glimpse at a tall and strong figure in a black

matched the man that was buried at the bottom

Ernest!

deeply hidden name suddenly rushed to the

at his receding back in disbelief. She had never expected that she would

only just

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

“What’s wrong, Flory?”

a bit weird, Stanford asked with concern,

“No. Nothing.”

to her senses and withdrew her gazes in a

her fiancé tomorrow,

believed that she just had an

stared at Florence, noticing

gazing at. Then he saw a man in a

figure looked

soon arrived at Ferrier

family. With

straight to the point. “Show me

was their new young master. The manager nodded and bowed,

“Sir, please follow me.”