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 Clarence holding

at the screen and smiled playfully, shaking

you miss me as soon as I left? How about

dazzled and nearly fainted.

could Ernest’s phone

her to find Ernest without

the only one who could find

“Tell me. Where’s Ernest!”

tell me that you

chest and stepped back

Florence’s temples pulsed.

him? How dare he

face, which Ernest had already used to, making such pretentious expression at this

in a pretentious manner, “You’re so mean. Don’t come over. I’m

that, he surprisingly turned around and ran. His legs were long, with one step of his equalled to three steps of others. And he had run

her lips. This guy

What a shame!

like that. She hurriedly sprinted and chased

and he had run into the small garden in the blink

she just saw his shadow when she ran over. She was not in a hurry

very well. But Clarence just came and didn’t know the way, that the direction he

let’s see how Clarence could run

jogged after him. However, as she just reached there,

she looked up, it was Clarence. She was tensed

some set of balls, groping her. This was

turned pale. Could it be that

to do anything on me, I’ll

panicked as she

a playful smile lifted on his handsome face. He said softly, “So you still have such a