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?”

think I would do?” Ernest’s voice was hoarse, and his eyes were deep. His elegant face was heading closer to

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

struggled and pushed him

“Don’t you do this…”

Florence was struggling, Ernest shoved her, and they fall

the big soft bed with Ernest’s sturdy

taking rapid and

the

still tense even though Ernest had no further action yet, being afraid

a hint of panic in

her saying out

kissed her out of

“Um!”

he said to call him by the name? Why did

skin as she struggled to push him

aggressive, and his body was pressing on Florence gradually.

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

someone outside opened the door. And the butler came in with

bring you some supper... “He stopped before he finished his words.

saw the two people cuddling on the

regained consciousness and turned around, looking at the

Florence was blushing red as she

quilt over, covering Florence’s body. He then took a

“Put it down.”

was red-faced and left hurriedly. Right before he left, he

feeling humiliated. She pouted, “Why

Ernest answered naturally, looking at Florence under the blanket.

I’m not!” Florence retorted hastily. She pulled down the covers and got out of the bed.

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

Florence walked to the sofa and sat down. She saw the soup and side dishes on the table. She picked up a spoon, wanting to eat it,

sure you want to eat that?” Ernest sat

halted irresolutely, looking at the soup, and took a glance

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