My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

What was he doing?

Florence’s body suddenly became rigid. Her face blushed like it was a cooked prawn.

“Don’t…”

She reached out her hands to push him but her palm coincidentally touched his chest.

Vigorous heartbeats could be felt through her palm.

Both of them were stunned.

The suppressed flare in Ernest Hawkins’s eyes seemed to have exploded at the moment.

Florence was extremely shy and she hurriedly moved her hand back. Yet, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hot hand and she was confined.

In front of her face, Ernest’s handsome face looked extremely dangerous and it slowly moved closer to her.

His breath seemed to be hot.

Florence panicked, “Mr. Hawkins… Er…”

Her speech was cut short by his thin lips.

The domineering and moving kiss came without warning.

Florence’s mind suddenly went blank. She was stunned as she looked at the enlarged handsome face while feeling the hot contact between their lips…

Ernest’s body pressed down on her.

Both of them were only separated by a thin blanket. The heat from his young body almost penetrated the thin blanket and burned her skin. Every body cell of hers seemed trembling.

Ernest’s breath was getting heavier and his suppressed emotion seemed like it couldn’t be controlled anymore.

He had been thinking about her sweet look since that night.

He hugged her waist and his palm went through the thin blanket and found its way deeper.

The hot feeling on her skin by his palm made her rigid body couldn’t help to tremble. She had suddenly come back to her senses.

“Mr., Mr. Hawkins…”

She hurriedly pushed him away with her hands. Her face looked pale and red as she was in a full-blown panic.

Ernest stopped moving and saw her tense little face, he realized she had a frightened and resisting look in her eyes.

Ernest immediately came back to his senses as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

In the next second, he released Florence and rolled his body away from her.

Florence hurriedly got up from the ground after getting free. She covered herself tightly in blankets with her hands, moved away, and curled up at the corner of the tent.

She had lost her presence of mind and she looked at Ernest with anxiety. Her face was hot as if it was burning.

little stiff. He pressed his lips, got up, and walked out of the

after Ernest left. Florence’s rigid body suddenly lost its

hot. Her mind kept recalling the scene that had happened

Ernest’s kiss, Ernest’s breath…

Ernest actually almost

fallen and the temperature had

temperature difference between day and night on a small island. The coldness could be felt

tent and covered herself tightly with the thin blankets. Yet, she could still feel the unavoidable

should have covered herself with a cotton quilt to stay on

not help to think if Ernest was feeling

the tent again.

embarrassed and angry, she still

carefully looked outside. The campfire had been extinguished a long time ago. Things that were placed outside were

she did not

Where did he go?

that he just left her alone

of the tent with the thin blanket

where are

with anxiety. Yet, she did not see

looked quiet

“Mr. Hawkins, where

you looking

voice was heard somewhere

from the forest that was not far away while holding some

him as if she was like a lost person

with a low voice, “I

not say anything. He walked towards the extinguished campfire, put the dry branches on

to make a campfire.

stay overnight so the things prepared were not enough. Yet, Ernest still stayed outside and he must be feeling

embarrassed. She poured a cup of hot water

drink some

her meaningfully and reached out

his naked upper

the previous contact, her heart beat vigorously again and she

I am going

immediately ran away with a

the warmth of the cup, his lips

while, a flare could be seen

some distance, the temperature of the surrounding slightly increased. Florence felt

Ernest warming himself

warmer as she stayed closer to

laid on the ground while having random

was awake

“Achoo!”

her head felt dizzy. Obviously, it was the symptom of getting a

tent. However, the temperature of the beach was too low.

“Zip…”

was heard, Ernest opened the