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

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

and pushed him

“Don’t you do this…”

Florence was struggling, Ernest shoved her, and

big soft bed with Ernest’s sturdy

taking rapid and deep breaths,

Ernest interrupted her, and the hoarse voice

no further action yet, being afraid of

said, with a hint of panic in her

her saying out his

gaze darkened, and he kissed her out

“Um!”

name? Why did he

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

pressing on Florence gradually. Their bodies were very close

body went limp uncontrollably, and her mind had gone blank. She was losing her

when someone outside opened the

bring you some supper... “He stopped before he

he saw the two people cuddling

looking at the butler. She was stunned and felt

away!” Florence was blushing

up and pulled the quilt over, covering Florence’s body. He then took a displeased glimpse at

“Put it down.”

red-faced and left hurriedly. Right before

blanket, feeling humiliated. She pouted, “Why didn’t your

just barged in intentionally to have a look on us.” Ernest answered naturally, looking at Florence under the blanket. “Are you disappointed for being disturbed? How about we

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

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

soup and side dishes

sure you want to eat that?” Ernest sat on the

irresolutely, looking at the soup, and took a glance

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