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.

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

on the sofa, and suddenly approached her.

did he want

But she felt danger once he got

him away, "Mr. Hawkins, if you have something

clasped her hands on top of her head, while the other hand holding

hand on her waist was

could not help thinking, didn’t Ernest say that he was not interested in her and only wanted to

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

too thin." He

wear this dress, she deliberately tied her waist to keep her figure slim. Now he was saying that her waist

Florence's mouth twitched.

Ernest looked up

he frowned slightly. "Those

Florence, "..."

on her boobs. Her size was 34B.

back. When she looked up,

beat so fast. Was he trying