My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 211

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.”

“Give me a ‘Kabe-Don’. I can die for it!”

Thanks to these three people, others who were passing by also looked over.

Florence was blushing in embarrassment, but before she could speak, she heard his husky voice.

“Here is your hint, call me by my middle name or given name. That’s your choice.”

Ernest’s voice still sounded pleasant, and his face showed no change of expression.

It seemed that he didn’t care about being watched by others.

Indeed, the addresses like “Mr. Hawkins” or “Mr. Myron” almost drove Ernest mental.

Florence felt this man’s domineering. If this continued, everyone nearby would be attracted, but...

She simply could not call him like that, his middle name or given name.

Florence anxiously hid in his arms and clutched his suit tightly, “I haven’t gotten used to it yet. Besides, we are in public. Let’s talk about this we come back to the room.”

She desperately wanted to bury her head in a hole because she felt timid and embarrassed when being watched by other people.

Although Ernest didn’t get a satisfactory answer, he was unable to put more toughness on Florance. His heart seemed to be stroked by a feather when she hid in his arms and asked softly, like a soft and gentle kitten.

He stepped back, put his arms around her waist and strode into the hotel without even spare a look at other people.

The place quieted down again after they got into the elevator.

Florence instinctively pushed Ernest away. Fixing her eyes on Ernest who was now standing in the elevator, she still couldn’t believe that he was here and even gave her a ‘Kabe-Don’ just now.

She couldn’t spare her attention from anxiety earlier on, but by recalling what had just happened…

She subconsciously took a step back to distance herself from him.