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

In the car.

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 came here so early, they would think I long for

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

unable to part

status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged to as soon as she was born. Was it indeed

so. The brat of the Turner family has been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. It should

case, why didn’t I come here later? It was said that a pure gentlewoman would be a few

He hadn’t met her before and he was turning thirty. Was

be such an innocent man now. Even in ancient times, this kind of fool who kept such promises was also quite

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

the thought of it, Florence realized that Benjamin was also a scheming man with a lot of patience. He looked upon the interests more than anything

of man, Florence

all, Ernest engaged to her also for

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

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

she decided to meet Benjamin alone and

to discuss

all. He nodded and said, “Sure.

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

Mr. Turner is waiting for you in the

maid stood in front of Florence respectfully. She bowed

Florence looked at Stanford.

rubbed her hair with a tender smile. He said, “Go ahead. Relax.

“Ehn. Okay.”

following the

independent room with French windows, through which

quite nice,

crossed legs. He looked graceful and elegant as if he were a royal

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

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