My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“You must be responsible to me,” Florence added, glaring at him.

Ernest gaped. He looked at the reddish-eyed Florence in disbelief. For the first time, he wondered if he had misheard anything.

In a hoarse voice, he asked, “What did you say, Florence? Come again?”

Florence approached him closer, grabbed his collar, and said fiercely, “Why? Do you want to deny it? After raping me, you just ran away. You’ve been hiding the truth from and you lied to me. Now you don’t want to take the responsibility, do you...”

“I’ll marry you,” his words interrupted Florence’s words.

He stared at her, stressing each syllable as if he was swearing. His deep eyes were full of sweetest and deepest affection.

Florence grabbed Ernest’s collar stiffly, still looking quite fierce. However, all her temperament was broken down by his words. She couldn’t continue yelling at him.

He said he would marry her.

Ernest reached out and held Florence in his arms.

His chin rubbing her head, he said in a tender and deep voice, “When I knew you were the girl that night, I wanted to tell you it was me. However, you hate that night so much, so I couldn’t tell you.”

Upon hearing his explanation, Florence finally got the explanation of the questions that had bothered her.

When they met for the first time, Ernest was so aloof as a god, arrogant and proud. He even asked her to sign the agreement of a fake engagement.

At that time, he didn’t care about her, his fiancée, at all.

Florence asked again, “When did you get to know it was me that night?”

“On the night of our engagement.”

Before that night, Ernest ignored her completely. However, after that night, he kept pestering her as if he wanted to prove something...

At that time, she thought that he wanted to have sex with her, so she thought he was a shameless rascal. It wasn’t until now did she realized that he had done so because he wanted to prove if she was the woman that night.

It turned out that he had recognized her such a long time ago.

That was why he changed his attitude to her - he started treating her so well and ambiguously.

“Mr. Hawkins, ever since that night, have you done all those things to chase after me?”

Florence glinted at Ernest with unconcealed amusement.

She was way too slow, and she didn’t realize it until now.

he did it in secret after knowing that she was his first woman. It was not so frank as a

lips. Raising his hand,

face approached her suddenly. He asked in a seductive

course. He had succeeded long

blushed. In shyness and embarrassment, she pushed away his

me with just a

you can prepare a magnificent gift to me that I

since when

Florence

her dotingly, reaching out to rub her

I’ll bring it to you

heart. She could hardly keep

Ernest, she couldn’t win against him at

Ernest had to leave before the

was so delighted that she couldn’t get

turned out that Ernest was

started the relationship between Ernest and her. Everything enveloped by her nightmare before had gradually become brighter and clear

resisted

up her

-

quite early. After informing

wondered expectantly what gift Ernest

several hours, but the man who would always climb in through the

stand next to the window and look out from time to time. After a long while, she didn’t see

time - it was almost

wondered if he would still come over

didn’t send her a message. Did anything happen to

her phone, she found that Ernest hadn’t replied to

“Beep- Beep- Beep-”

beeps, but the phone wasn’t answered

Ernest was busy before,

have happened to

she heard the message tone

to read it.

only sent her a few words:

out of

wondering what on earth Ernest was busy with. How could he even