My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence head was about to explode from the extreme tension. Ernest’s existence was more like a divine being and beyond her and everyone else’s reaches. He even rejected Harold’s plea, whom was his mate for many years, so the idea of him helping her to evade this situation was most likely out of the picture...

And out of everything else it had to be a French kiss.

Florence grappled with the difficult situation for a minute, and she finally said with a red face, “This is too extreme for me, can we switch to another punishment?”

“Nope, not any chance considering the fact that I had already risked my reputation and disgraced myself by doing a Kabedon on a guy,” Harold downright vetoed her appeal.

“But...” Florence wanted to say something else to save herself from this situation, instead she noticed Harold whom was looking her up and down suspiciously.

“Florence, don’t tell me you have never kiss Ernest before this? Why do you sound so sheepish?”

Florence gulped nervously, staying silent as she was chastened by her self-conscience after his words had abashed her.

As Ernest’s nominal fiancée, she should play the role well to avoid people’s speculation that they were not on good terms. She dared not answer lightly considering the circumstances that she was in.

Florence felt like she was on the edge as panic had engulfed her. She finally turned to Ernest for help and pleaded softly, “Please help me, Mr. Hawkins.” 

Ernest stared at her redden face with a dimming gaze. He said with a husky tone, “Alright.”

With his huge hand, he grabbed and held the back of her head, then he lowered his head and started kissing her.

“Mm!”

Florence stiffened as she could feel the cooling sensation coupled with delicate softness brushed against her lips. She stared unbelievably at the enlarged breath-taking face right in front of her, her mind could not comprehend what had just happened.

She just wished for him to help her out by changing the punishment, but instead he, he had decided to kiss her? And it was in front of the whole crowd!

With her heart beating crazily and almost leaping out of her chest, Florence freaked out and tried to push him away, but Ernest’s hand on the back of her head was full of strength, locking her in with no way to escape.

His kiss lingered on her lips, alluring her in with his growing intensity and ferventness.

Florence could not hear her surroundings clearly as light-headedness had hit her, her body slowly losing strength while she got weak at her knees.

Ernest finally let her go after what felt like an eternity.

Florence dropped her head as soon as it ended, her face blushing from embarrassment. She was so mortified that she could not lift her head up.

heart and started teasing them, “That was so romantic; you’re stirring up the envy

felt even more hard-pressed, and she wished she could

and uttered nonchalantly, “Stop with the bullshit.

and leave. He was

too ashamed to face people if it

that she was still reeling in, she clutched the dice in hesitance

if he knew what was going on in her mind, Ernest lowered his head slightly and whispered in

a beat upon hearing his seductive voice which was gentle and bewitching. Even though her flushed face was lighting up again, his reassurance had set

ready to disperse and called

“Florence, could you send Ernest back home since he has had some drinks and is clearly not in

a while and took a glance at the man whom was still sitting beside her. He did have a lot of booze tonight as he had finished off all the drinks that were supposed to be downed by

resting his eyes in repose, his body

a certain extent and asked after some pausing moment, “Where is Timothy? I thought he

already deep into the night, so he had gotten

skunk, her face glowing with redness. Phoebe beamed brightly at her and upon seeing Florence’s worried gaze on her, she announced, “My dad has already sent a driver to pick me up so don’t you worry

man beside her and said gently, “Mr. Hawkins,

silhouette appeared more chiselled and captivating under the

his gaze at Florence while being deeply absorbed in his

nose uneasily as if he was

got up and strode towards the

figure unswerving and he was still the man whom people looked up to. It would not be

her bag and ran after him right

the sofa lazily, a smug grin hanging on his face for he had gotten

him, exposing his plan, “I actually overheard that you have asked Timothy to go back by himself over the

grinned enigmatically at Phoebe, “If I’m not

takes one to know one. I’m out of here,

towards the

of his coat and went after her, “Let me

When she had gotten off the car, she noticed Ernest was still not coming out after a

Ernest’s gaze on her was filled with

for a while, and she tentatively asked, “Do you want me to give

“Yes.”