My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 67: What Do You Think I Should Do

Seeing that Florence felt embarrassed, Georgia gave a benevolent smile and continued, “Ernest, please take Flory into your room to have some rest.”

Sleeping in Ernest’s room?

Sharing a room? Sleeping in the same bed?

Florence had slept with Ernest for some reason before. But she was still stunned for being arranged by the elders to sleep with Ernest at his home.

She was torn and wanted to say something. As she was just about to speak out, Ernest voiced, “Alright. Get some rest too, grandma.”

Florence was lost for words.

Ernest looked at Florence sideways and suddenly came close to her near and spoke in a flirty tone, “Anyway, it’s not the first time. Get used to it.”

Florence was speechless.

How could she get used to this kind of thing?

Her face was blushing red.

The interior designs of Ernest’s bedroom and his villa at Senna were basically the same. They were like two similar rooms with his styles but just in different places.

Florence felt familiar with it inexplicably. Thinking of this, she felt embarrassed, standing in the middle of the room and tangled up in not knowing what to do.

Ernest glanced at Florence, who was looking sheepish and smirked. She was seemed to belong to here, in his room.

Ernest beckoned to Florence, “Come here.”

What was the point of going over?

Florence was mystified, but she still walked over.

“Mr. Hawkins…” As she just opened her mouth, she was dismayed for being pulled into Ernest’s arm. She could smell his strong hormonal scent.

Florence had tensed up abruptly, “What are you doing?”

two of us in the room. What do you think I would do?” Ernest’s voice was hoarse, and his eyes were deep. His elegant face was heading closer to

red. She didn’t think Ernest, who was always being a gentleman, would do

and pushed him

“Don’t you do this…”

shoved her, and

enfolded into the big soft bed with Ernest’s sturdy and muscular body on top

rapid and deep breaths, “Mr.

Ernest interrupted her, and the

was still tense even though Ernest had no further action

She said, with a hint

different about her saying out his

he kissed her out of the

“Um!”

by the name? Why did he kiss

her skin as she struggled to push him away. But she was no match for

kisses were getting more aggressive, and his body was pressing on Florence gradually.

had gone blank.

someone outside opened the door. And the butler came

let me bring you some supper... “He stopped before

butler went pink when he saw the

looking

Florence was blushing red as she pushed

body. He then took a displeased glimpse at

“Put it down.”

and left hurriedly. Right before he left, he looked toward

her face in the blanket, feeling humiliated. She pouted, “Why didn’t

a look on us.” Ernest answered naturally, looking at Florence under the blanket. “Are

hastily. She pulled down the covers and got out of the

to thank the butler for barging in. Otherwise, the two of them might have done something too

sat down. She saw the soup and side dishes

Ernest sat on the

soup, and took a glance at

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