My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 1005: Congratulations

He took two steps closer to Ernest and lowered his voice, which was extremely cold.

"Ernest, whether you agree or not, this matter will be decided. If you don't want to lose your position in the Fraser family and want to protect your wife and children, don't go against me again."

After that, Theodore swung his sleeves, turned around, and strode away.

While walking, he said sarcastically,

"I still have something to do, so I have to go. You can continue."

Ernest stood straight on the spot, his whole body covered with a layer of frost.

Theodore was actually eyeing his child.

Even though Theodore did not make it clear, Ernest knew his purpose.

He now had two plans.

First, he could defeat the Fraser family and get the antidote of the Fraser family to cure the disease of the descendants of the Turner family. Then, he could enter the Treasure House at will and control a descendant of his nephew. Then, he could continue to control the Turner family.

Second, it was his way out. If he could not get the Fraser family, he would start with the child of Florence. He took their child away and raised it. He instilled his thoughts into it. Their child was legitimate heir, and it would obey Theodore's orders.

Only, Ernest was a bit confused. The child hadn't been born yet, so he wasn't sure if he could inherit the hereditary disease and have the ability to open the treasury.

Why didn't Theodore consider this problem at all? Or was he sure that the child had it?

There must be a reason for Theodore to do things. Ernest felt that some dangers that he did not know were lurking in the dark. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

They might shoot fatal arrows at any time.

Florence grabbed Ernest's hand uneasily and held her belly nervously with the other hand.

There was uneasiness in her eyes. "Ernest, we can't give our child to him."

If possible, Florence didn't even want the child to be the heir of the Turner family and didn't want him to have anything to do with the Turner family.

It was difficult enough for Ernest to be trapped in the mire of the Turner family.

She just wanted her child to grow up happily, get married and have children happily, and live a normal life.

Ernest held Florence's hand and turned to look at her. His eyes instantly became gentle and relaxed.

He smiled dotingly and said, "Don't worry. With me around, it's impossible for me to give the child to him. When the child is born in the future, I won't let him see it at all."

Florence couldn't help laughing at Ernest's protective look.

She believed that as long as he was there, her child would be safe and sound.

Florence touched her belly gently with her palm, lowered her head, and muttered lovingly.

"Baby, don't be afraid. Mom and Dad will protect you and make you grow up happily."

Ernest looked at Florence and her belly tenderly.

His palm gently touched the back of her hand.

"I will protect you."

This was the biggest treasure in his life, the person he needed to protect.

No matter what Theodore was up to or what his plan was, he would not allow Theodore to get close to his child and Florence.

Theodore had left, but his trip here had completely dispersed the happy atmosphere. Even now, there was a layer of oppressive atmosphere in the air.

The guests looked at each other and then sat down in a chair uneasily.

They all looked serious.

They all chose to stand on the side of Ernest. What Theodore said today meant that the future would not be peaceful.

Things in the Fraser family were not over yet. Perhaps after Florence's parturition, the Turner family would face a bigger storm.

Theodore had always intended to have the Turner family reach the top of the world. But if conflicts kept arising both inside and outside, would the Turner family rise to the top or sink to the bottom?

Perhaps, the latter was more likely.

If the Turner family had any trouble, they would all suffer. The future of the Tuners was related to their own interests. Therefore, everyone felt insecure, uneasy, and depressed.

Father had never encountered such a situation before.

The wedding was interrupted in the way that everyone's mood was affected.

But after all, he was experienced, so he reminded with a smile.

"Miss Florence, it's time for you to exchange the rings with Mr. Ernest."

He said very naturally, as if Theodore hadn't come before.

Coming to her senses, Florence looked at Father, who was smiling kindly, and then looked at Ernest.

Ernes smiled and nodded at her.

"Mrs. Hawkins, it's your turn."

He reached out his palm in front of her.

Florence suddenly froze, as if she had been hit by the words "Mrs. Hawkins". It seemed as if the electric current had been running wildly all over her body.

Mrs. Hawkins.

Today, it was understandable for him to call her in this way.

She had become his wife.

The sentiment arose due to Theodore's coming was dispersed by her pulsating heart. Cheeks turning red, Florence picked up the ring again and slowly put it on Ernest's finger.

Looking at the ring firmly on his ring finger, Florence felt that her heart seemed to be locked.

Father announced happily.

"Congratulations, from now on, you are husband and wife."

"Mr. Ernest, now you can kiss your bride."

There was thunderous applause, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Florence looked at Ernest with sparkling eyes. The previous unhappiness was taken away, and there was only happiness in her eyes.

Yes.

No matter what Theodore was thinking, she and Ernest would not give in and would not allow him to plot against and hurt them.

There was always a way out.

She couldn't have her mood affected by an unimportant person. She wanted to enjoy the present happy time, her wedding with Ernest, and their happiness.

Ernest stared at Florence with burning eyes, which were like a bottomless abyss, or the Milky Way in the sky.

He gently hugged her waist and slowly approached her lips.

Having herself in Ernest's arms and with her heart beating wildly, Florence gently closed her eyes.

Their lips met.

Happiness and sweetness took root and sprouted.

This kiss was different from any others before. It had a unique meaning and declared that she and Ernest had officially become husband and wife.

She, finally married him.

…

It was the wedding night.

Wearing a snow-white wedding dress, Florence sat on the bed obediently, nervously but expectantly waiting in glee.

She looked at the door from time to time, wondering if he would come back drunk.

Would he be walking back unsteadily with the help of a group of people. Then, like the scene on TV, he would shout happily, "Honey, I'm back."

Or perhaps, he would not be drunk. He would walk towards her affectionately, uncover the white veil on her head, and kiss her.

She was thinking about many possibilities. Every one of them made her happy.

Crack!

There was a sound from the door suddenly. The door handle was pressed down, and the door slowly opened.

Ernest's tall figure appeared at the door.