My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Fishing was a matter of calming down.

But Ernest who was sitting beside Florence with his tall figure, elegance, and a sense of presence that couldn't be ignored, made Florence's heart can’t calm down.

Thus, when Ernest caught the fifth fish, Florence hadn't even caught one.

She looked at the float that didn't even move, yeah, she was suspecting that her fish bait might be fake.

With the sea breeze blowing and no fish biting Florence's bait, Florence comfortably leaned on the chair and became sleepy.

Ernest glanced sideways to the woman that was sleeping with squinted eyes beside him, and then a faint smile appeared on his handsome face.

After a long while, Florence opened her eyes and saw the blue sky which was full of clouds.

Looking at it made her feel good.

She tilted her head again and saw Ernest who was sitting not far from her, his handsome side face seemed extremely cool and attractive.

As if he felt something, Ernest turned to look at Florence, “You're awake?”

Florence was stunned; she hurriedly opened her eyes with slightly hot cheeks.

“Yeah.”

She just replied like that because she was staring at him in infatuation, and he even saw her... That's a bit embarrassing.

Ernest put the fishing rod away.

Florence thought that they were going to go home so she hurriedly put her fishing rod away, but when she turned her head, she saw two lively fishes in her fish pot.

“How could there be fishes in here?” she remembered there was nothing there before she slept.

Ernest said it comfortably, “Your fishing rod moved so I pulled it up for you.”

So he just put those fishes on her fish pot.

Florence even dozed off while fishing, she felt a bit sorry for making him help her pull her fishing line.

“Thank you, I'll treat you some fishes later.”

“Sure.”

Ernest agreed to it frankly.

Florence was dumbfounded; she was just saying it courteously.

Forget it, he brought her to have fun at the sea, she should just treat him to eat some fishes, it could be considered as give and take.

the coastline getting nearer and nearer. At first, she though that they were going back, but after a closer look, she realized that it wasn't

Hawkins, what do we come here

“To grill fish.”

Ernest just said that.

undeveloped small island

guess quickly

the yacht docked, Timothy went off the boat and set

by one

on the

a very unique

and asked, “Timothy, I didn't expect that you can also

in such a primitive

large bag on the ground and started to put up the tent, while answering

“I can't grill fish.”

“Then why are you setting up the fire?” If he couldn't, then...

fish.” Timothy said that naturally, “Didn't

Florence was speechless.

just said that she would treat Ernest to eat some fishes; she didn't

asked, “Ms.

yeah, I have ever

you know that it's impossible for Mr. Hawkins to be

continued to set the tent

hesitated, even if she pretty like experiences like grilling fish by the beach, but the fish she grilled

up men

accepted her fate and started thinking of how she would grill the

enjoying the unique scenery of that place, as from the very beginning, he kept looking

good, no matter what she

like Florence

but to

burnt, it seemed like one could barely eat it... She wanted to let Timothy taste it first, and if it

this fish is

holding the fish, but

the contrary, Ernest looked sullen when  he saw the first fish Florence grilled was going to

was puzzled, “Mr. Hawkins, where's

back to the

sounded a bit pissed

when will

letting Timothy taste the

looked even more sullen, “When we

be back in

it's edible, but the smell and look seemed bad. Ernest had a

for a moment, then she put the second fish on the tray, for

grilling the third