My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In the future?

Florence was taken aback for a moment. She had never planned to have any future with him. It turned out that this man had already treated her as his wife-to-be.

Immediately, Florence said, “Mr. Turner, I came here as I want to talk to you.”

Benjamin noticed how serious and nervous she was, and the smile on his face was stiffened. He was quite smart that instantly he knew what she meant.

As a well-educated man, he didn’t show it on his expression. With a warm smile, he said, “Please go ahead.”

Benjamin was far more gentlemanly than Florence had imagined. He also respected her very much.

No matter what was the reason behind his insistence on their infant matrimony, Florence was the one who wanted to call off this engagement first. Hence, she felt a bit sorry for him.

After hesitating for a moment, Florence said in guilt, “Mr. Turner, in fact, I...”

“Bang!”

Right then, the door of the room was pushed from the outside all of a sudden. The loud bang was thunderous and extremely rude.

Florence was startled, feeling quite surprised. Hadn’t she requested to meet Benjamin alone? Theoretically, nobody should interrupt them in such a rude way.

Confused, Florence turned around and looked over at the door. When she recognized the tall and strong figure, she was so shocked as if she got the lightning strike.

She gaped at the man in disbelief.

How could it be...

Him!

Under the bright sunshine, the man was in a black windbreaker, looking fierce and domineering, emanating an arctic cold.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, gazing at Florence sharply.

His gaze was so sharp as if he could see through her soul.

When their gaze met, it felt that tens of thousands of years had passed. Nothing around them had become unimportant at all. They could see each other only.

Also, their hearts were hammering.

nor had she wondered what she should react when meeting him. Her mind went blank, gazing at him in a daze. She

had passed. She missed him so much

Florence gritted her teeth to suppress

frowned slightly, a dark light flashing through his eyes. However, in his mixed-raced good-looking face, he

why

Uncle Ernest?

shocked, wondering if she had

were widened, feeling incredible. She wondered if she

strode over to her step

at her up

a calm tone and extremely deep voice, “Since my nephew is meeting his future wife, I should come over to

tightened

would be so embarrassing to meet him again. He even had known that she came here to

she continued the infant matrimony with Benjamin, she would become Ernest’s

fiancée-used-to-be to his nephew’s wife in the

clenched her fists,

Florence and looked down at her, his eyes

asked in a deep voice,

were so many empty chairs in this room, but why would

to help Benjamin choose his

gritted her teeth and pressed her lips, completely ignoring

such a circumstance, her silence was the best

we didn’t know that you would come here so suddenly. Flory wasn’t well prepared. She’s a bit shy and she’s not used to meeting a stranger. She came

indifferent, but it implied that Ernest

Ernest ignored his implication and Florence’s rejection. He sat

far nor too close to Florence’s. When he sat down, his scent overwhelmed Florence immediately as if she

familiar scent trembled Florence’s heart, making her

pinch the sleeves of her dress, trying her best

ignore Ernest and pretended not to see

and asked meaningfully, “Are you

that they used to be in

blushed, feeling more

with

must go now. Please excuse me.” Florence suddenly stood