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.

that it might be a coincidence that they were at the same hotel that night. But he could not convince himself that it

and suddenly approached her. "You don’t have to tell me. I can prove it by

What did he want

confused. But she felt danger once he got

away, "Mr. Hawkins, if you have something to say, please..."

on top

how to react. The big hand on her waist was

not interested in her and only wanted to have a

talking, she heard Ernest’s cold voice as if he was judging

thin." He pinched

her waist to keep her figure slim.

Florence's mouth twitched.

up to

her big boobs, he frowned slightly. "Those are too big."

Florence, "..."

Her size was 34B. No matter

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

heart suddenly beat so fast. Was he trying to