My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 766

She suddenly looked back, but there was a palace behind her. There were layers of magnificent palaces, and she did not see anyone.

"What's wrong?"

Ernest looked at her with concern and asked in a low voice.

Florence shook her head, "no, nothing."

She looked suspiciously and turned her head. Maybe she was too nervous because she had been hurt too much these days.

Ernest pursed his thin lips and looked coldly at a high platform.

The killing intent rose and fell in an instant.

Then, he secretly restrained his emotions, turned around, and silently walked beside Florence.

Hiding behind the window quickly, Samantha inexplicably felt a burst of cold sweat.

Although she was not found, she felt a strong sense of danger.

Would Ernest be wary of her?

No.

What she had done was so secret that she didn't do everything by herself. Even if it was found to be a deliberate assassination, those people didn't dare to reveal her.

She wouldn't expose herself. She wouldn't.

Before they arrived at Andrew's house, Ernest told a bodyguard something and he left alone.

Florence asked in confusion, "what are you doing?"

With a mysterious smile on her face, Ernest said, "you'll know later."

Now that she knew it later, it might not be a big deal. Florence didn't take it seriously.

After a few days' hard work, they were all exhausted. They didn't take a shower or have a good rest.

When they arrived at home, Ernest dismissed them and asked them to go back to take a shower and have a rest.

But he also told them to go to the hall together in the evening.

Maybe Ernest had something to tell her.

After all, he had to deal with Marchese in the future, which was troublesome and dangerous.

Florence took a comfortable shower and lay on the bed, feeling completely relaxed.

It felt so good to go home.

No, this was not her home. It was just a temporary safe and comfortable place to rest.

She would be back to her own home soon. There was Stanford, her parents, and she was completely at ease and safe there.

Here... She couldn't completely relax. Even in this yard, there was a woman who couldn't afford to be instigated to harm her all the time.

Even if she was lying on the bed, Florence had to keep vigilant.

Since the woman had attacked him once, she had already wanted to kill him. It was possible for her to do it a second or three times.

If Florence stayed here, she had to be on guard all the time. She couldn't drink even a glass of water.

Such a situation gave her a headache.

Florence was wondering how to solve this problem when the door curtain was opened from the outside.

Ernest walked in.

His voice was magnetic and gentle. "What are you thinking about?"

Florence shook her head subconsciously and said, "nothing. You've changed your clothes. I don't want to get up yet."

After taking a shower, Florence put on her pajamas and lay on the bed.

Then she looked at Ernest, who had changed into a new black suit. He looked energetic and handsome.

In contrast, Florence held the quilt tighter.

She hadn't been in love with the quilt for two days. Could she choose to have dinner in bed?