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?”

in the room. What do you think I would do?” Ernest’s voice was hoarse, and his eyes were deep. His

face was flushing red. She didn’t think Ernest, who was always being

and pushed

“Don’t you do this…”

her, and they fall into the

big soft bed with Ernest’s sturdy and muscular body

rapid and deep

Ernest interrupted her, and the hoarse

was still tense even though Ernest had no further

hint of panic

something different about her saying out his

gaze darkened, and he kissed her out of the blue.

“Um!”

call him by the name? Why did he kiss on her suddenly?

of her skin as she struggled to push him away. But she was

pressing on Florence gradually. Their bodies

and her mind had gone blank. She was losing her reason and feeling weak.

were in the mood when someone outside opened the door. And the butler came in with

you some supper... “He stopped before he

went pink when he saw

and turned around, looking at the butler. She was stunned and felt

was blushing red as she pushed Ernest

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

“Put it down.”

was red-faced and left hurriedly. Right before he

her face in the blanket, feeling humiliated. She pouted, “Why didn’t your butler knock before entering the

on us.” Ernest answered naturally, looking at Florence under the blanket. “Are you disappointed for being disturbed? How

Florence retorted hastily. She pulled down the covers and got

she would still like to thank the butler for barging in. Otherwise, the two

She saw the soup and side dishes on the table. She picked up a spoon, wanting to eat it, relieving her

eat that?” Ernest sat on the bed, looking at

at the soup,

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