My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

However, much to his surprise, he had to wait for a whole night.

It was already bright outside the window. The bright sunshine fell on Ernest’s handsome cold face, which was like frozen in frost.

The temperature in the room didn’t rise because of the daytime, but instead, it turned lower and lower and the room was becoming colder and colder.

Ernest was like a block of mobile ice, emanating the icy coldness.

Florence hadn’t returned to her room for a whole night.

Ernest couldn’t help wondering where she had stayed last night. Did she hang out for a whole night?

Damned woman...

“Ring. Ring. Ring…”

Right then, his cell phone rang.

With a cold face, Ernest swiped to answer impatiently. He pressed his thin lips without speaking, listening to the report from the other end of the line.

A man’s respectful voice said, “Sir, according to the news, Ms. Fraser has changed her schedule. She would be arriving at the Turners’ at eight-thirty.”

Ernest frowned. Raising his wrist, he found it was already eight o’clock.

From the hotel to the Turners’, it would take him at least half an hour.

That meant Florence would never come back to this hotel.

Ernest’s face changed from cold to darken as if the ink would drip from it.

He hadn’t been waiting for her here but she didn’t show up. Instead, she went to the Turner family directly. If she met Benjamin and engaged to him, it would be too bad.

Ernest suddenly stood up. Taking over the jacket aside, he strode out of the room.

Timothy looked confused. “Mr. Hawkins, where are you going? Aren’t we waiting for Ms. Fraser?”

Turners’,” Ernest uttered a few words coldly. His tall

In the car.

She complained, “What’s the matter, Stanford? Isn’t the appointment at half past nine? Why did you ask me to come over at eight-thirty instead? If I

night, Stanford suddenly enjoyed the carnival a lot. He took her to a place far away, so they found a hotel nearby and stayed there. In the early morning, he forced her

to part her upper and

she had dark circles under her eyes. In such a status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged to as soon

proudly, “You are my younger sister. Nobody dared to comment so. The brat of the

that a pure gentlewoman would be a few minutes to an hour late for the

why Benjamin kept waiting for her without getting married. He hadn’t met her before and he was turning thirty. Was it just because they were engaged when

such an innocent man now. Even in ancient

waiting for her for so many years just because with the marriage between the Fraser and the Turner families, he could root himself in the Turner

of it, Florence realized that Benjamin was also a scheming man with a lot

a kind of man, Florence couldn’t appreciate him. Instead, she disliked

engaged to her also for the

Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged when I was born, this is our first time meeting each

Turner family and have the

meet Benjamin alone and tell

wanted to discuss something

at all. He nodded

meet any elders or masters of the family except the

Mr. Turner is waiting for you in

in front of Florence

Florence looked at Stanford.

smile. He said, “Go

“Ehn. Okay.”

following the maid

a luxurious and spacious room. It was an independent room with French windows,

environment was quite nice, pleasant to

the man sitting in the room. He was sitting on the white chair with crossed legs. He looked graceful

had dark blue eyes, a straight nose bridge, and

to Ernest’s handsome face and been with Stanford who had a stunning face, but when she