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.

appointment at half past nine? Why did you ask me to come over at

lot. He took her to a place far away, so they found a hotel

sleeping, unable to part her upper and lower

probably she had dark circles under her eyes. In such a status, she would meet the fiancé whom she was engaged to as

sister. Nobody dared to comment so. The brat of the Turner family has been looking

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

Benjamin kept waiting for her without getting married. He hadn’t met her before and he was turning thirty. Was it just because they were

an innocent man now. Even in ancient times,

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

also a scheming man with a lot of patience. He

Florence couldn’t appreciate him.

all, Ernest engaged to her also

I meet Benjamin alone later? Although we were engaged when I was born, this is our first time meeting each other. I’m not used to it if I met a large

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

to meet Benjamin alone and tell

wanted to discuss

at all. He nodded and said,

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

is waiting for you in the

in front of Florence respectfully. She bowed slightly,

Florence looked at Stanford.

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

“Ehn. Okay.”

nodded, following

spacious room. It was an independent room with French windows, through which Florence could see an

was quite nice, pleasant

white chair with crossed legs. He looked graceful and elegant as if he were a royal prince from the oil

straight nose bridge, and perfect sidelines of his face. He was a stunning

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