My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 9: As If He Was About to Kiss Her

Florence was leaning against the wall, looking at the tall man in front of her panicky.

She spoke nervously, “I’ve waited for you for so long and still haven’t got you. So I went home first.”

So long?

Ernest was gloomy. It took him no more than half an hour to come back last night. But this woman had already left by that time.

Perhaps, she had waited so long for not even more than ten minutes.

Ernest didn’t reveal her. He lowered his head and looked at her midi skirt.

The fabric was thin. It would feel great fondling her today.

“Then let’s continue what we did last night.”

Ernest thrust his hand against the wall and held Florence’s petite body into his arms.

Florence could smell the scent of the masculine man’s hormone. Her body tensed up as the ambiguous scenes from last night flashed through her mind.

How could they continue in the office?

And their relationship was just a fake engagement. Florence didn’t want to get laid with him.

“This is the company. You don’t mess around here.”

her wits. She pushed away Ernest and walked

she ran in the opposite direction. Behind her

impatient with his empty arms, “Girl,

engaged by agreement. I have the right not to cooperate in anything else. If you keep

refused Ernest with a firm attitude

slightly and felt kind of

be cooperative on such a

wouldn’t care much and would just grab her to test it. He didn’t want to frighten Florence as

moment of silence, Ernest said in a deep voice, “Let’s talk about

then relieved but still standing

she had known that the president would turn out to be Ernest Hawkins, she would never participate in this election. But now that she had been chosen, it would be an excellent opportunity for her to stand out

after being tangled for a short moment, “Mr. Hawkins, I will be designing this series of your clothes. Do you have any requirements for

send you

arbitrarily as he was not

design was set up by the previous president. He took it over now just to have a test

then I’ll get back to

out. She felt nervous when facing Ernest now after

his eyes as he saw Florence was

deep voice, “Ms. Fraser, shouldn’t

should have

his lips, “My clothes have to be perfect and precise. Even the slightest

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