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.”

out of her wits. She pushed away Ernest

she ran in the opposite direction. Behind her were

empty arms,

not to cooperate in anything else. If you keep making unreasonable demands, I will terminate the engagement

refused Ernest with a firm attitude while looking at

and

be cooperative on such a

ordinary person, he wouldn’t care much and would just grab her to test it. He didn’t want to frighten

silence, Ernest said in a deep voice,

was then relieved but still standing far away

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

spoke reasonably after being tangled for a short moment, “Mr. Hawkins, I will be designing this series of your

you

responded arbitrarily as he was not much interested in

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

then I’ll get back to

nervous when

as he saw Florence was

a deep voice, “Ms. Fraser, shouldn’t

should have it,

be perfect and precise. Even the slightest sizing error is

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