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?”

Ernest uttered a few words coldly. His tall and

In the car.

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

away, so they found a hotel nearby and stayed there. In the early morning, he

unable to part her upper and lower

such a status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged

of the Turner family has been looking

I come here later? It was said that a pure gentlewoman would be a few minutes to an hour late for the appointment,” Florence was kidding with

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 they were

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

the marriage between the Fraser and the Turner families, he

it, Florence realized that Benjamin was also a scheming man with a lot of patience. He looked upon

kind of man, Florence couldn’t appreciate

all, Ernest engaged to her also

a low voice, “Sanford, may I meet Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged when I was born, this is our first time meeting each other. I’m

would meet almost all the family members of the Turner family and have the introduction, how would she be able to

Benjamin alone

to discuss something with

at all. He nodded

the Turners’, they didn’t meet any elders or masters of

Fraser, Mr. Turner is waiting for you in the

maid stood in front of Florence respectfully. She bowed slightly, showing the

Florence looked at Stanford.

tender smile. He

“Ehn. Okay.”

nodded, following the

room. It was an independent room with French windows, through which

quite nice, pleasant to the

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

handsome - he had dark blue eyes, a straight nose bridge, and perfect sidelines of his face. He was a stunning mixed-raced

Stanford who had a stunning face, but when