My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 33

The distance between the two of them rapidly closed in, and as she felt the scent of a man’s intruding into her nose, Florence instinctively wanted to take a step back. However, she was grabbed by Ernest.

With a tug of his wrist, her body lurched forward into his arms.

The close proximity between them made her heart shudder.

Florence blushed while trying to push him away, “Wh…What are you doing?”

“Florence, answer my question.”

Ernest stared squarely into her eyes and asked in his hoarse voice.

His handsome face was just inches away, and when he spoke, it felt like his thin lips were going to get into contact with her skin.

Florence’s brain was a mess at the moment.

“We… we are just fiancé and fiancée…”

“You are still aware that I am your fiancé?”

Ernest interrupted her and his gaze which was fixated on her was very dark and offensive.

Florence was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the reason Ernest was being so upset.

She was his fiancée now, so although she was pretending to be someone else’s girlfriend, it would still hurt his reputation.

Florence began apologetically, “Sorry, I promise that I won’t repeat this kind of thing again. I will make sure to abide by a fiancée’s behaviour.”

Upon hearing that, the corner of Ernest’s lips raised slightly. It seemed that this was a satisfactory answer for him.

He spoke in his bass voice meaningfully, “Remember what you have just said. Fulfil your duty as a fiancée well.”

In Florence’s eyes, to fulfil a fiancée’s duty meant to put on an act together with Ernest in this one month as they faced all types of friends and relatives.

This was what she had to do, and she didn’t think much about it at that time. However, what happened next made her want to snatch back her words dearly.

After the banquet had ended, Florence removed her evening dress and accessories and placed them neatly in a bag.

She was a designer, so naturally she had good eyes for the value of these things. This evening dress was a luxurious item worth a few million yuan, so of course she had to return them.

It was a weekend today, and early in the morning, she made a call to Ernest.

This was Ernest’s private number, so in no time, her called was answered.

Florence began politely, “Mr. Hawkins, are you at home now?”

“Yes.”

“Is it convenient for me to pay you a visit? I plan to return the evening dress I have worn yesterday to you later.”

There was a two-second interval of silence at the other end, then Ernest’s sexy and magnetic voice returned.

“Alright.”

After hanging up the phone, Florence hailed a taxi to head to the villa area of Senna International Community.

All foreign cars were not allowed to enter the villa’s compound, so Florence could only get off at the entrance of the villa community.

This was a very huge community. If one were to traverse this area on feet, it would take up a lot of time.

Florence checked the time and vowed not to let Ernest wait for too long. With the bag of clothes in hand, she was about to break into a jog to head to his villa.

At that moment, a security guard halted her.

“Miss, are you Florence.”

“I am.” Florence gaped at the security guard in confusion.

The security guard replied with a guffaw, “The thing is, Mr. Hawkins has arranged for us to send you to his villa by car.”

As he said that, he pointed at a luxurious tour car.

Florence felt honestly surprised as she never thought that Ernest would be so immaculate.

With warmth spreading in her heart, she said her thanks before getting onto the car.

The security guard drove Florence to the main door of Ernest’s villa, and then he slowly drove off in that same tour car.

Florence walked to the front of the villa and as she laid eyes on the lock on the gate images from that night came back to her. Ernest had pulled on her fingers to get her fingerprint recorded on this fingerprint scanner.

She could gain access to this place by using her fingerprint.

With a strange feeling spreading within her, Florence still decided to press the doorbell out of respect and manners.

“Ding dong.”

“Ding dong.”

The bell rang for some time, yet nobody was there to open the door for him.