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!’

words that throbbed in her heart

really loved him

…

Stanford led a group of people into a hair salon in an

been busy with business, stopped moving and looked at

they doing,

amazement, “The man in the lead

quickly reacted after being shocked by Stanford and his men. He

guys here to have a

icily at

a stern voice, “Where’s

“Huh? Phoebe?”

“We don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. I wonder if it’s any customer named Phoebe?

and shouted a few

the people looked at each other,

Stanford was grim-faced.

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

had a grim face and full of ruthless.

without any

him immediately scattered and

manager turned pale

me is a private place. You can’t just barge in on account of the numerous people of yours. I’ll have to call

frowned impatiently, “He’s so noisy. Gag

“Yes, Young Master.”

the manager sympathetically. Stanford hadn’t found Phoebe yet for the past

dared to mess up with him would simply be playing with

his face was gloomy as he strode

with fear at the

within two minutes, there were screams of

sounded one after

curses

the hell are you?

“Stop looking! Stop it!”

them was the bouncers’

was in chaos for more

did Stanford walk out from the back of the corridor

walked over to him and asked with concern, “Young master, have you

nonsense was he asking? If he had found

Addison as he took out a photo from his suit bag and walked

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