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.

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

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

What did he want to

felt danger once he got close to

him away, "Mr. Hawkins, if you

wrist and clasped her hands on top of

her waist

Ernest say that he was not interested in her

Ernest’s cold voice

too thin." He

to keep her figure slim. Now he was saying that

Florence's mouth twitched.

looked up

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

Florence, "..."

so she stuffed two pieces of foam on her boobs. Her size was 34B. No matter how much she stuffed in, her boobs should not

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

fast. Was he trying to kiss