My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest looked into her dark and clear eyes. The certainty in them seemed to be a clear stream that gently washed his anger away.

When Florence saw that his anger had subsided a little, she caught the opportunity, “Please let me go first, Mr Hawkins. It hurts. Besides, we are in public.”

Some people passing by stared at them many times.

How could Ernest ever care about other people’s opinion? He softly relaxed his big palm without letting her go and warned, “Stay away from him from now on. The man who sends a lady home in the middle of the night can never be a gentleman.”

His words formed a domineering command and it even contained a sense of threat.

It was as if he would not let go if she refused it.

This fact chilled her heart for one second. In her impression, it seemed that Ernest had sent her home many times. Mr Hawkins, did it mean that you are not innocent either?

Indeed, Florence didn’t dare to speak it out loud. She smiled awkwardly and nodded,

“Well, Mr Hawkins, you should let me go.”

Ernest’s anger seemed to largely dissipate with her promise, though he couldn’t bear the way she called him.

He said, “Call me something else from now on.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t get it?” Ernest approached her again, his body intimately clinging to hers.

Florence instantly felt a warm blush rising to her cheeks. With only a few days, why was he...how so...

“Wow! ‘Kabe-Don’ on the street! How lovely to see such a beautiful couple!” Suddenly, an exclamation sounded.

Florence found three women looking at her and Ernest excitedly, in a posture of admiration and adoration.

The other two women also took out their phones for photos while they discussed excitingly.

“Oh my, what a gorgeous couple. I am so envious.”

‘Kabe-Don’. I

others who were passing

in embarrassment, but before she could speak, she

my middle

sounded pleasant, and his face showed no change of

that he didn’t care about

or

If this continued, everyone nearby would be attracted,

could not call him like that, his middle name

and clutched his suit tightly, “I haven’t gotten used to it yet. Besides, we are

a hole because she felt timid and

toughness on Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a feather when she hid in his

his arms around her waist and strode into the

place quieted down again after they got into the

her eyes on Ernest who was now standing in the elevator, she still couldn’t believe that he was here and

couldn’t spare her attention from anxiety earlier on, but by recalling

took a step back to distance herself from

“I am quite confirmed that I didn’t sense your shyness

contained

tone he used when they

quickly stepped forward and stood right beside him, just in case

their conversation and asked,

afraid that my wife will run away

become his wife? Didn’t I explain it all to him? Why did he

put his arms around her waist again. He pulled her into his embrace and looked down at her, “What is it? You don’t want me to come? You don’t

three rounds of questioning in a row

her throat getting dry. How can he hug her so randomly and

each other for three days, I thought you...” have

contacted each other for three days? He thought she was lost

his brows and lowered

been thinking of Ernest in her heart all the time. She worried that he would forget her and their relationship would be put to an end; therefore, when she saw him, she was so surprised and

the conversation they were having just now