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?”

coldly. His

In the car.

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

took her to a place far away, so they found a hotel nearby and stayed there.

felt quite sleeping, unable to part her upper and lower

a status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged to as soon as she was born.

disagreement. He said proudly, “You are my younger sister. Nobody dared to comment so. The brat of the Turner family has been looking forward to

pure gentlewoman would be a few minutes to an

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

Even in ancient

and the Turner

scheming man with a lot of patience.

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

engaged to her also for the

of the window, she asked in a low voice, “Sanford, may I meet Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged when I was born, this is

Turner

meet Benjamin alone and

also wanted to discuss

disagree at all. He nodded and said,

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

Fraser, Mr. Turner is waiting for you in

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

Florence looked at Stanford.

a tender smile. He

“Ehn. Okay.”

following

It was an independent room with French windows, through

was quite nice, pleasant to the

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

dark blue eyes, a straight nose

had used to Ernest’s handsome face and been with Stanford who had