My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 948

It took more than two hours to get all the affairs of the meeting done.

Although Ernest arranged his most capable man near the small building to protect Florence from any possible danger. The situation was still complicated, with dangers and risks lurking in the corners. He would start to worry about Florence even just after being separated for a while.

Ernest walked quickly and hurried into the house in a minute.

He entered the door and asked the maid that was waiting,

"Where is Florence?"

"Ms. Fraser is there."

The maid spoke in a hushed voice and pointed to the sofa.

Ernest looking at the direction of where the maid was pointing at and saw Florence lying on the sofa. Her face was facing the doorway, as if she had been waiting for someone.

Perhaps it took too long and she was so bored tired that she fell asleep.

Thick eyelashes were fluttering on the eyes, which looked very cute.

But her thin eyebrows were frowning uneasily.

Ernest felt so sorry for her, since the current situation made Florence worried about them all day.

Being in a risky environment, coupled with Theodore deliberately isolating signals from the outside world, Florence's cell phone has been in a state of no signal for several days, and she could contact no one.

However, he won't let this situation last too long.

Ernest stepped closer lightly. He walked to the sofa, gently stroked Florence's hair, bent over, and kissed her on the forehead.

"Don't worry, everything will be settled soon."

He would give her a stable life.

Then, Ernest carefully picked up Florence and walked towards the bedroom.

After putting Florence on the big bed in the bedroom, adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner, and carefully covering her with the quilt, he planned to turn around and leave her with a sound sleep.

At that moment, a small hand suddenly grabbed his big hand.

"Don't leave me..."

Florence whispered lowly.

Ernest turned his head and saw Florence was still sleeping with her eyes closed, but she looked uneasy, which made her grip his hand tightly.

Did she have a nightmare?

Ernest immediately sat down on the side of the bed, holding her little hand backhand, trying his best to placating her gently.

"I am here, and I won't go."

His sound seemed magical, and Florence's anxiety was gradually eased.

After a while, she fell asleep peacefully again.

Ernest didn't leave her alone this time. He simply sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, watching her sleeping face, and guarding her.

Ever since Stanford was chased out of the Turner family, it seemed like she was fine with the news, but Ernest knew that she had been worried all day.

She couldn't even sleep well at night.

This was her best sleep in the past few days, so he had to stay with her for her sound sleep.

The sunset was upcoming.

Florence's eyelashes trembled and opened her eyes slowly.

The first thing she saw with her bewildered gaze was the man dozing off next to her with his chin resting on his palm.

That handsome face was so pleasing to the eyes.

It is also the one she loved deeply and the one that gave her sense of security.

Florence looked at him with contentment. Afterwards, she looked at the surrounding environment and the sky outside the window.

It was getting dark, and she was also sleeping on the bed in the bedroom.

Did she sleep for almost the whole day?

Rubbing her temples, it was no wonder that she felt a little dizzy for sleeping for too long.

"You're awake?"

Her small movement woke Ernest up.

Ernest looked at her, and his soft eyes seeming to make her drown in the gentleness.

Florence nodded. When she looked at Ernest's red palm, she pulled it in and caressed it again and again.

"How long have you been sitting here? Why don't you lie down in bed and sleep with me?"