My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

In the toilet…

Florence, who was sitting on the lid of a toilet bowl in a cubicle, rubbed her arms from time to time.

It was so chilly in the toilet at night.

“Ahchoo!” Florence sneezed uncontrollably.

She just recovered from the cold but she guessed that she would catch a cold or fever again after being trapped in this toilet for the whole night.

Although Florence felt helpless, she couldn’t find a way to get out of here, so she could just nodded off on the toilet bowl.

Suddenly, there came some slight knocking sounds from the door.

Florence abruptly opened her eyes and hurriedly walked out of the cubicle as she seemed to see the hope.

“Anyone there? I’m trapped inside. Open the door please.”

It seemed that the one outside had heard her words as the knocking sound from the door came to a halt. But at the next moment, the sound became louder. With a loud bang, something at the entrance was thrown away and the door of the toilet was pushed opened.

Florence was ravished with joy. Someone finally came to help her and she didn’t have to be trapped in the toilet tonight.

“Thank you…”

when she saw the tall man who

“Mr. Hawkins?”

save her was Ernest as she thought it was a security guard who came upstairs to go

been walking in a hurry and his breathing was a bit quick. He hadn’t tapered down

face that was used to be rosy looked abnormally pale

jacket, walked over and wrapped it

still lingering around the jacket. When it touched her cold skin, Florence suddenly

was frozen as

the meeting, he didn’t even cast a glance at him and acted indifferently as if they were just strangers.

that Florence was frozen on the spot, Ernest asked in a low voice, “Can you walk by

“Ye…Yep.”

came to her own sense, hurriedly nodded and

curled his lips into a straight line with a touch of coldness flashing across

weak. But he had no idea about how long she

phone call, “Harold, wait for

toilet, Florence found that the surroundings were prevailed by silence as all staff had gotten off work and there was no one on

were some night-duty

the first floor, Florence took off the warm jacket and handed

jacket and appeared to be a

don’t need to return it to me. Wear it

that I’m wearing your jacket, it would have a negative impact.” Florence made