My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

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!’

her heart made Florence

she really loved him so

…

group of people into a hair

business, stopped moving and looked at the people who suddenly barged in

were they doing, being so

the same time, some women whispered in amazement, “The man in the lead

after being shocked by Stanford and his men. He immediately greeted

to have a hair wash or

icily at

a stern voice,

“Huh? Phoebe?”

a moment and hastily replied with a smile, “We don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. I wonder if it’s any customer

he raised his voice and shouted a few times

the people looked at each other, and nobody came

Stanford was grim-faced.

panicked and hurriedly added, “You’ve seen it. We really don’t have anyone called Phoebe here. Did you find the

a grim face and full of ruthless.

any patience,

bodyguards behind him immediately scattered and headed towards the corridor inside

manager turned pale with fear seeing

have found the wrong place. Behind me is a private place. You can’t just barge in

frowned impatiently, “He’s so noisy.

“Yes, Young Master.”

yet for the past two days, and he was

up with him would simply be

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

with fear at the sight of

within two minutes, there were screams of frightened

screams sounded

some curses came

the hell are you?

“Stop looking! Stop it!”

to them

back of the corridor was in chaos for more

did Stanford walk out from the

him and asked with

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

didn’t bother with Addison as he took out a photo from his suit bag and walked right up to