My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

However, when she was about to quit the window, she unexpectedly saw that Ernest strode forward all of a sudden.

He walked elegantly and fast. In an instant, he was walking far ahead of the princess.

The distance between them became longer and longer. Half step, one step, two steps...

On his cold face, he always remained expressionless. He was so aloof as if he hadn’t seen the princes at all from the very beginning.

All, probably, he hadn’t seen anyone at all.

He was always so uniquely noble.

The prince’s hand that hadn’t reached out yet stiffed in midair. She widened her beautiful big eyes, gaping at the man in front of her.

It seemed to be quite difficult for her to accept that the man had ignored and refused her.

She wondered if Ernest didn’t see her.

The princess’s expression became a bit weird. The proud smile on her face seemed to be stiffed.

Florence, however, felt quite delighted while watching. A bright smile appeared on her face.

That was her Ernest indeed.

Suddenly, she favored his cold and aloof look towards the strangers so much. She was so satisfied with his behaviors.

They didn’t spend much time while walking on the carpet. Besides, Ernest wasn’t interested at all. He walked fast as a passerby. Shortly after, his receding figure was completely unseen in the camera.

Since Ernest was gone, Florence lost her interest in the broadcast.

Then she started to study the cell phone.

She made an excuse to get the cell phone from Bonnie, which wasn’t because she just wanted to watch the video about Ernest. The more important was that she wanted to contact Stanford by using this cell phone.

After arriving here, Florence found that except for switching her cell phone, the signal of her phone was zero. She couldn’t use it at all.

There were no telecommunication services that she was using in this country.

Or, probably, the signal was blocked.

However, their local cell phones worked. She wondered if she could try it.

Florence had a good plan, but when she started to operate the cell phone, she was confused and irritable.

English. It wasn’t like any frequently

like English, but it wasn’t pure English. Only a few words

irritated. How could she forget that they had

she

language, so should she give up

She was reluctant.

opportunity to do something. She shouldn’t have been staying

She felt quite frustrated.

a long time, she

if she pulled out Bonnie’s phone card and inserted it into

Immediately, she pulled

cell phone technology from a foreign country. Its structure was almost the same

quickly changed the

saw signals on

“Great!” Florence muttered.

on her phone, she had an app to unblock the district restriction. Then she could

and felt so restrained, because Ernest and she were here alone. Once Stanford came, she believed it

cell phone so to

the state network

heard a man’s confused voice

concentrating on the operation of the app.

words were reechoing

were sensitive accuses

raised her head. Much to her surprise, a man was way too close to her. When she looked up, her face almost brushed past his face cheek-to-cheek. There was almost no

nose tips almost clung to each

at each other in no

“Ah!”

stopped beating in fear. She hurriedly moved back. However, she lost her balance on

help but

Inwardly, she exclaimed.

angry. Why was she so unlucky? She wondered

then

However...

arm, he wrapped around Florence’s waist, pulled her forward,

overwhelmed by the

whole body

she pushed him

be treated in this way. Off-guard, he had to take a few steps back to keep his

said unhappily, “Woman,