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.

same hotel that night. But he could not convince himself that it was also a coincidence that she could arouse his sexual

over, rested his hands on the sofa, and suddenly approached her. "You don’t have to tell me.

did he

was confused. But she felt danger once he got close to

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

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

did not know how to react. The big hand on her waist was like red-hot iron

not interested in her

heard Ernest’s cold voice as

too thin." He

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

Florence's mouth twitched.

up to her

big boobs, he frowned

Florence, "..."

was 34B. No matter

for her figure, she tried to say something back. When she looked up, she saw Ernest suddenly getting so close to

beat so fast. Was he trying to