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!’

throbbed in her heart made

knew that she really loved him

…

led a group of people into a hair

stopped

were they doing, being

women whispered in amazement, “The man in the lead is

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

said, “Are you guys here to have a hair wash

gazed icily

said in a

“Huh? Phoebe?”

moment and hastily replied with a smile, “We don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. I

shouted a few times to the people in the

looked at each other,

Stanford was grim-faced.

We really don’t have

a grim face and full

without any patience,

behind him immediately scattered and headed towards the

turned pale with fear

“We really don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. You must have found the wrong place. Behind me is a private place. You can’t just barge in on account of the

impatiently, “He’s so noisy. Gag

“Yes, Young Master.”

sympathetically. Stanford hadn’t found Phoebe yet for the past two days,

who dared to mess up with him

the manager again. Instead, his face was gloomy as he strode towards the corridor

hairdressers outside were shivering with fear

within two minutes, there were screams of frightened men and women from inside the

sounded one after

curses came out

are

“Stop looking! Stop it!”

what responded to them was the bouncers’ rude

was in chaos for more than

the back

him and asked with concern,

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

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

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