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?”

back to the Turners’,” Ernest uttered a few words coldly. His tall and strong figure

In the car.

Why did you ask me to come over at eight-thirty instead? If I came here so early, they would think I long for

away, so they found a hotel nearby and stayed

part her upper and lower eyelids

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

“You are my younger sister. Nobody dared to comment so. The brat of the Turner family has been looking forward to meeting

I come here later? It was said that a pure gentlewoman would be a few minutes to an hour

her before and

in ancient times, this kind

for so many years just because with the marriage between the Fraser and the Turner families, he could root himself in the Turner family, which would be quite helpful for his

that Benjamin was also a scheming man with a lot of

kind of man, Florence

to her also for the

voice, “Sanford, may I meet Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged when I was born, this is our first time

the very beginning, she would meet almost all the family members of the Turner family and

meet Benjamin alone and tell

she also wanted to

at all. He nodded and said, “Sure.

they didn’t meet any elders or masters of

you in the

of Florence respectfully. She bowed

Florence looked at Stanford.

with a tender smile. He said, “Go ahead. Relax. I’ll be

“Ehn. Okay.”

nodded, following the maid

in 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 the

crossed legs. He looked graceful and elegant as if

dark blue eyes, a straight nose bridge, and perfect sidelines of his

had a stunning face, but when she saw the man,