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?”

His

In the car.

Stanford? Isn’t the appointment at half past nine? Why did you ask me to come over at eight-thirty

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

sleeping, unable to part her

eyes. In such a status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged to as soon

sister. Nobody dared to comment so. The brat of

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

kept waiting for her without getting married. He hadn’t met her before and he was turning thirty.

an innocent man now. Even in ancient times, this kind of fool who

the Fraser and the Turner families, he could root himself in the Turner family,

that Benjamin was also a scheming man with a lot of patience. He looked upon the

Florence

engaged to her also for the

out of the window, she asked in a low voice, “Sanford, may I meet Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged

the Turner family and have the introduction, how would she be able to call off the engagement

to meet Benjamin alone and

wanted to discuss something with

all. He nodded and said, “Sure.

Florence and arriving at the Turners’, they didn’t meet any elders or masters of the family except

waiting for you in the

front of Florence

Florence looked at Stanford.

rubbed her hair with a tender smile. He said, “Go ahead. Relax. I’ll be waiting for

“Ehn. Okay.”

nodded, following

a luxurious and spacious room. It was an independent room with French windows, through which Florence could see an elaborately maintained garden in

nice, pleasant to

was the man sitting in the room. He was sitting on the white chair with crossed legs. He looked graceful and elegant as if he

a straight nose bridge, and

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