My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was stunned, and her breathing stopped for a moment. She looked at him with panic and asked urgently, “What do you mean?”

“It is what it is.”

Clarence casually smiled, moving closer to her and his tone was ambiguous.

“Both Ernest and I have the same face. Since you’re now saying to everyone that it’s Clarence that you like, why not just be with me.”

The man’s scent was pervading, but it was an unfamiliar feeling that made Florence resist.

She was startled and hurriedly took several steps backwards, keeping a safe distance from him. She was alarmed, “Clarence, behave yourself!”

“You don’t want to?”

Clarence touched his face, looking disappointed, “Actually, I can replace Ernest and continue to be with you.”

Florence refused and frowned. What she loved from the beginning was not that face. Besides, Ernest was much more handsome than Clarence.

Florence stared at Clarence and said solemnly, “I’m not in the mood to joke with you. Tell me now, where’s Ernest?”

The person in front of her wasn’t Ernest, and she felt distracted even to deal with him. What was more, she felt panicked because of Clarence’s words. Clarence had come, and so Ernest no needed to stay here anymore. What did that mean?

“I don’t know.”

Clarence replied casually, seemingly lost interest for not able to flirt with Florence. And he walked towards the other end of the corridor.

At that end was Florence’s small garden.

Florence was tensed up instantly. She had a bad feeling. Did Ernest bring Clarence here to deal with the rumour, and he left on his own? After all, the Fraser family’s bodyguards were very strict in their guarding, and it would be easy to find out if there was another person inside.

Florence was panicked, and she immediately took out her mobile phone to call Ernest.

“Buzz…”

of her. When she looked up, she saw

screen and smiled playfully, shaking

you miss me as soon as I left? How

was dazzled and nearly fainted.

Ernest’s phone

her to

was depressed, going mad. She didn’t want to pay any attention to Clarence, but he was the

“Tell me. Where’s Ernest!”

that you even want

arms over his chest and

Florence’s temples pulsed.

How

felt uncomfortable looking at this face, which Ernest had already used to, making

in a pretentious manner, “You’re so mean.

and ran. His legs were long, with one step of his equalled to three steps of others. And

her lips. This guy had

What a shame!

go like

he had run into the small garden in the blink

when she ran over. She was not in a hurry when she saw the direction of Clarence had

which she knew very well. But Clarence just came and didn’t know the way, that the direction he ran was a dead

time, let’s see how Clarence could run

as she just reached there, someone

looked up, it was Clarence. She was

some set of balls, groping her. This was her little garden and

turned pale. Could it be that Clarence deliberately tricked

Let go of me. If you dare to do anything on me, I’ll

panicked as she

about Florence’s threatening at all. And a playful smile lifted on his