My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 590: Florence, I Love You

Florence was happy and wanted to cry at the same time. It had been so long since she had hugged and kissed Ernest like this.

They had both encountered too many thrills and chills during this period, nearly parting with life and death.

The hug now was precious.

Florence reached out instinctively along Ernest’s waist, hugging him tightly.

Tears slid down her face as she responded to him.

Ernest kissed her cheek along the traces of her tears, kissing them away little by little.

His kiss was gentle and yet deadly.

His voice was low and earnest, just like having a vow.

“Florence, we will never be apart again.”

They would never leave each other for the rest of their lives.

The fountain behind him spurted up high with a swish and then scattered down.

The shape of the water flowing was actually a heart shape from the perspective of Florence!

She stared in amazement and her eyes blurred with tears, feeling surprised.

Needless to say, this must have been arranged by Ernest too.

She smiled happily, “This is so-called that even the fountain is in the shape of loving you, right?”

Ernest was gazing faintly at Florence, replying to her with an ‘umm’.

Florence was just joking, but she didn’t expect that he would admit it so openly.

She was a little taken by surprise, looking at him dumbly with a red face.

Ernest was solemn as he said, “Florence, I love you.”

Florence was dumbfounded and baffled.

She looked at him in a daze, feeling so surprised that she couldn’t believe her ears.

Did Ernest just say, ‘I love you?’

He said, ‘I love you!’

in her

really loved him so

…

Murtha City, Stanford led a group of people into a

which had been busy with business, stopped moving and looked at the people who suddenly barged in with

they doing, being

in amazement, “The man

was an obese middle-aged man, quickly reacted after being shocked by Stanford and

you guys here to have a hair wash or haircut?”

gazed icily at

in a stern

“Huh? Phoebe?”

a smile, “We don’t have anyone

manager said, he raised his voice and shouted a few times to the people in the

each other, and

Stanford was grim-faced.

“You’ve seen it. We really don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. Did you

a grim face and full of ruthless.

ordered without any patience,

him immediately scattered and

pale

went over to stop them, “We really don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. You must have found the wrong place. Behind me is a private place.

impatiently, “He’s

“Yes, Young Master.”

the manager sympathetically. Stanford hadn’t found Phoebe yet for the past two days, and he was in a

to mess up with him would

even look at the manager again. Instead, his face was gloomy as he strode towards the corridor fiercely as if

and hairdressers outside were shivering with fear at the

two minutes, there were screams of frightened men

screams sounded

curses came

are you?

“Stop looking! Stop it!”

what responded to them was

in chaos

Stanford walk out from the back of the corridor with

to him and asked with

his eyes at him. What nonsense was he asking? If he had

didn’t bother with Addison as he took out a photo from his suit

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