My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

The smile on Ernest's face got brighter.

He leaned to Florence and laughed merrily, "Of course not. You want can to what you want to me. I'll listen to you."

Ernest had already taken Florence as his wife.

Florence froze where she was, and she felt so shy now.

She felt that Ernest would listen to her in everything when they get married, but he felt proud of it.

No, she didn't have to marry him.

Florence, ashamed and annoyed, pushed him back and said, "Hurry to eat. The food is getting cold."

Ernest smiled faintly. "Yes, Madam."

Ernest's playful tone made Florence feel so warm.

She looked at her graceful manner when he ate, and couldn't help imagining the future life when they got married.

Wouldn't it be nice if they got married and lived a peaceful life?

How beautiful would she be if one day she put on a white wedding dress and stood side by side with him in the church?

Florence wanted the time to pass quickly so that she could marry him.

After the meal, Ernest did not rest.

After telling Florence not to leave the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he went on with his work.

Florence wanted him to rest for a while, but looking at the people around her, she knew that she and Ernest were being watched all the time.

Even acting, Ernest couldn't stop working.

Florence wished Samantha would disappear from the world so she wouldn't cause Ernest so much trouble.

It was late at night.

p.m. now, and it

do, yawned and went

But Florence couldn't sleep.

lay on the bed with the door closed, she could hear the sound of Ernst's

was already tired, but he had to

could she sleep when her beloved man was still

felt

she didn't know how to solve the dilemma. She had no choice but to seek safety by

in bed and couldn't sleep. At last, she sat up, put on her coat and went out

she stood in the doorway, she saw Ernest's handsome face reflected in the only desk lamp in

kept the same posture, and

very focused and serious on his

sigh, Florence turned toward the bathroom

just outside the office, across a small corridor, not far

was quiet and there was

on, so Florence

she went in, a dark figure suddenly hit her. Florence was frightened and backed

a man in a suit, standing in front of the sink, looking straight at

of relief. She almost bumped

sorry," said she politely and went into the

suddenly stepped aside and got in

and stepped back warily. "What's

middle of the night and in the quiet bathroom, Florence felt fearful by the strange man who acted

ready to

Florence, and raised a

arouse my desire," said

not speaking like a

the man eyed Florence

here waiting for

was frightened

I don't have time to talk to

matter what this man was up to, he

you don't have time to talk to me,