My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 241

Ernest didn’t speak again. Then Florence heard a chair was put gently opposite her.

After that, Ernest sat opposite and put two books in his hands on the desk.

His knuckled fingers picked up one and turned to the page where he market.

Then, he said, “I’m a bit tired to stand there, so I decided to sit down. I hope you don’t mind.”

Florence was choked. Since he already said so, of course, she couldn’t tell him that she minded.

“Never mind,” she had to answer, squeezing the words gently.

Silence blanketed the mini-library again. Only the sound when the man was turning pages could be heart.

Obviously, he was reading quite seriously.

However, Florence felt quite embarrassed. Her mind was all in a mess and she couldn’t help being absent-minded. Upon realizing it, she felt quite ashamed.

It was indeed embarrassing.

Since he pretended that nothing had happened and completely ignored her, why would she keep thinking about him?

Florence inwardly comforted her. Then she raised her head to read.

However, as soon as she looked up, she saw Ernest opposite -- he lowered his head, reading the book. The sunshine fell on his face, making him look peaceful and handsome. It was indeed a peaceful and beautiful afternoon.

She was attracted.

Florence’s heart suddenly skipped a beat. A strange feeling suddenly surged in her body as if she was touched mentally.

She was so flustered. Gritting her teeth, she immediately looked away.

This man was just a tempter, and she couldn’t look at him at all.

She was about to get a book and read it. Accidentally, she found the other book in front of Ernest was the one that she wanted to choose but gave up just now.

She hadn’t expected that he would bring it here. Was it coincident?

It was an important book for Florence. If she could read the three books together, she could get twofold results with half the effort.

But that book was next to Ernest...

She felt depressed, but she decided to endure it.

Florence pretended to be calm. Inhaling deeply, she deliberately ignored Ernest, lowered her head, and started to read.

She tried so hard and finally calmed herself down.

She focused on reading. Shortly, she was fully attracted by the content in the books. She couldn’t read those books usually, in which the content was so useful and abundant that she couldn’t stop at all.

However, nobody explained some points to her, so she couldn’t understand all of them completely.

Florence felt a bit upset. She marked the point that she didn’t understand, and then bit the bullet to continue reading. Right then, a fair hand handed a book in front of her.

Pointing a line in the book, Ernest asked, “Excuse me, do you understand this line?”

Florence was taken aback, subconsciously read through the line. Coincidentally, it was the part that the book in her hands hadn’t covered. With the line in Ernest’s book, the explanation of the point was clearer.

After a thought, she immediately understood the point that she had marked.

Delighted, Florence nodded.

“Please explain it to me,” Ernest requested in a calm voice, which was a noble tone that didn’t allow her to refuse.

At the same time, he grabbed his chair and sat next to her naturally.

The familiar scent from the man overwhelmed her, which made Florence tighten her body in an instant.

She turned around and was about to ask why he moved over.

He explained solemnly, “It’s easier for you to explain in this way.”

His reason made sense.

Florence was so upset. With her tightened body, she took a glance at the content in Ernest’s book. Combining the content from the book that she was reading, she quickly briefed the point to Ernest.

Ernest listened to her quite seriously as if he was a modest good student.

However, Florence had quite different feelings. On one hand, she felt quite nervous that Ernest was so close to her. On the other hand, Mr. Hawkins, who was always superior and all-around, was learning from her modestly.

The nervousness and pride almost exploded in Florence’s mind.

After finishing her explanation, Florence asked, “Got it?”

“Yeah.”