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 heart made Florence

just knew that she really loved him

…

people into a

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

they doing, being

whispered in amazement, “The man in the

shocked by Stanford and his men.

“Are you guys here to have a hair wash or

icily at

said in a stern

“Huh? Phoebe?”

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

and shouted

the people looked at each

Stanford was grim-faced.

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

face and full

ordered without any patience, “Search

just said, the bodyguards behind him immediately scattered and headed towards the corridor

pale with fear

stop them, “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 numerous people of

frowned impatiently, “He’s so noisy.

“Yes, Young Master.”

Phoebe yet for

to mess up with him would simply be playing with fire.

was gloomy as he strode towards the corridor fiercely as if

were shivering with fear at the sight

there were screams of frightened

screams sounded

curses came

the hell are you?

“Stop looking! Stop it!”

them

the corridor was in chaos for

the back of the corridor

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

nonsense was he asking? If he had

took out a photo from his

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