My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 235

All the meeting attendees were gaping at them as if their jaws would drop to the ground.

They had heard that Ernest seemed to spoil Florence a lot, but they had never expected that their CEO would dote his fiancée this much.

Not so many men in this world would clean their girlfriends’ wounds by mouth without caring about anything.

However, Ernest, the superior one, could do it so naturally without any hesitation.

It seemed that nothing compared with Florence to him.

Ernest didn’t let go of Florence’s hand until a while later. Her finger was clean.

There were a few blood stains on his good-looking thin lips, like the flower blossom, which made his thin lips so seductive.

Ernest didn’t care about the bloodstain on his lips at all, and all he could see was the wound on Florence’s finger.

Frowning, he quickly pulled out a delicate small box from the pocket of his suit jacket, in which there were a few pieces of the band-aid.

He tore one of them open and pasted it on Florence’s wound skillfully.

The onlookers were all shocked, wondering why Mr. Hawkins had the band-aid in his pocket.

Usually, people wouldn’t take along such things, would they?

Florence was also puzzled, looking at Ernest in confusion.

Ernest didn’t look like a person who would take along the band-aid with him. She wondered...

Florence’s heart was tightened. She blurted out, “Did you get injured?”

Ernest’s action paused a bit, a touch of tenderness flashed through his eyes.

He looked up at Florence, “Are you caring about me?”

“I... It’s just a question,” answered Florence uneasily, looking away to avoid eye contact with him in a panic.

Ernest pressed his thin lips and carefully pasted the band-aid on her finger.

Then he answered calmly, “You’re always careless and could get injured easily.”

Florence was taken aback.

What he meant was that he took along the band-aid with him because of her.

Florence looked at his skillful action, and her heart couldn’t help hammering as if it would jump out of her chest.

He could deal with the wound so skillfully just because she used to get injured, and he learned it for taking care of her.

Now, he also had the habit to take along the band-aid with him wherever he went, which was also just for her...

She recalled everything and realized that Ernest had done a lot of things to her and indeed cared about her.

She wondered why he treated her so well...

The reason seemed to be quite obvious, and Florence could figure it out easily.

At the thought of it, Florence felt her heart was burned by something. Unwilling to think deeply, she suddenly pulled her hand out of Ernest’s hands.

Her eyes twinkled. She looked at him, and her lips parted, but she couldn’t utter any word.

Her mind was in a mess.

Gritting her teeth, she turned around and trotted out of the meeting room.

Florence dared not to stop at all. She trotted all the way to the suite where she and Ernest stayed in the hotel.

Looking at the familiar room, she felt flustered again.

All the scenes that she got along with Ernest in this room flashed through her mind. Thinking of those intimate and ambiguous scenes, she realized that they were indeed like lovers.

Ernest treated her truly well...

Florence subconsciously denied, though.

It was not the case.

She didn’t think that there would be a future for Ernest and her.

Florence forced herself to stop thinking about him. Last night, she had made up her mind that she must distance herself from Ernest in the future. As for other things, they were all out of the boundary that she could consider.

After going back to City N, she would call off the engagement with him. Then they would draw a clear distinction with each other. They would have no relationship by then.

What happened in the past few months would only be a dream of affairs.

Florence calmed herself down. Looking around the suite, she pulled out her suitcase and started to pack her belongings.