My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Walking into the room, Ernest put Florence on the sofa. He did not leave immediately; instead, he stood in front of her and looked at her meaningfully.

Florence was a little drunk, but her mind was still clear.

She was a little uneasy being stared at by him. She whispered, "Mr. Hawkins, is there anything else?"

Ernest scrutinized her and asked, "What happened to you at Style Hotel that night?”

Florence was stunned with panic. Why did he ask that suddenly? Did he already know that what Phoebe said was a lie? About what happened that night with her, she didn't want to share with anyone, especially an unfamiliar man like Ernest.

Florence shook her head, "Nothing happened."

Seeing her being so nervous suddenly, Ernest narrowed his eyes, "Tell me the truth."

"Wh... What I said is the truth."

Florence pulled her clothes with her fingers nervously. And she was trying her best to stay calm.

Ernest stared at her as if he knew she was lying.

But he could not

and suddenly approached her. "You don’t have

did he

But she felt danger

"Mr. Hawkins, if you have

Ernest grabbed her wrist and clasped her hands on top of her head, while the other hand holding her

The big hand on her waist was like red-hot iron that made

say that he was not interested in her and only wanted to have

started talking, she heard Ernest’s cold voice as

He pinched her waist.

deliberately tied her waist to keep her figure slim. Now he was

Florence's mouth twitched.

up

her big boobs, he frowned slightly.

Florence, "..."

boobs. Her size was 34B. No

When she looked up, she saw Ernest suddenly getting so close to hers that

suddenly beat so fast. Was