My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was puzzled but she didn’t ask any questions in the end.

After walking for a while, the young girl led Florence through a small garden. They reached the furthest point that was diagonally opposite their starting point and entered the legendary dressing room.

It really deserved to be called as a dressing room. It was even bigger than her dressing room in the Frasers' Mansion.

One could even say that this was a clothing store that had a medium or large scale.

In the dressing room, there were many shelves that were neatly filled with stacks of men’s and women’s clothing. Different kinds of clothes were hanging on multiple clothes racks.

If this place wasn’t located in the woman’s house, Florence would suspect that this place was actually a clothing store.

The young girl looked around the dressing room and eventually ran up to a shelf that was located deep in the dressing room.

“Beautiful sister, your clothes are here.”

Florence followed the young girl and walked up to the shelf. She then saw her complete set of clothes that was placed on the shelf.

At the side of her clothes, there was Ernest’s large cotton padded coat. However, his other clothes were not in sight.

She thought that he had already worn them.

Florence originally wanted to take all of her clothes, but considering the weather, she could just wear a layer of clothing or a dress. She would only sleep in that room temporarily and moreover, it seemed that there was a local custom of refraining from placing other things in their rooms.

After hesitating for a while, she only took the clothes she needed.

Carrying her clothes, Florence passed through the small garden again. After she had reached the room in which she woke up just now, she changed her clothes.

As for her previous clothes, she would wash them.

While holding her pajamas, Florence went out of the room. After searching the whole house, she didn’t find any washing machines or any special places to wash the clothes. She could only wash them in the bathroom.

Just when she turned on the tap and was about to wash the clothes, she heard the young girl who was at the side talking in a nervous tone.

“Beautiful sister, you cannot wash your clothes here. You will be scolded.”

Florence suddenly froze before she could wet the clothes.

The young girl had been a great help to her. Moreover, she was innocent and kind. Florence believed her words instinctively.

She was puzzled and asked, “Why can’t I wash my clothes here?”

is a rule in the house. We wash our clothes

She didn’t know how to react to the young

clothes at the side of the

only do it in the past? What era did

that the house didn’t

the young girl walked up to her and gently

the side of the river. If you wash your clothes in the

a real headache

this rule existed. But since she was living under their roof, she needed

didn’t want to go

clothes and followed the young girl to

were two young

of the river was not far from the courtyard of the house.

scattered around the riverbank. It was still

heaps of clothes at

the scene, Florence was in a

a group of women were washing clothes at the side

wasn’t clear-headed, she would have suspected that she

made

and found a place that had an even surface. There were two or three women washing their clothes together at that place. She then decided to wash her

to take the opportunity

she went near the women, they immediately stood up

even directly started to point fingers at her and were speaking a dialect that

were talking about,

had no choice but to stop in her

Raflad. In this era of unlimited access to information, Raflad had always refused to communicate with the outside world and

great possibility that its citizens would shun and

woman had treated her so rudely. This was also the reason why the women pointed fingers at her and were hostile to her at the

a real

would be difficult for her to ask

in dialect, she really could

her clothes, Florence

wait for Ernest to come back. She would then

could go to that so-called palace now. It

was great. No wonder he was

smile. She soaked her clothes in