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

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

and pushed

“Don’t you do this…”

Ernest shoved her,

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

and

my name.” Ernest interrupted her, and the

no further action yet, being afraid of him

said, with a hint

saying out his name this

kissed her out of

“Um!”

to call him by the name? Why did he kiss on

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

getting more aggressive, and his body was pressing on Florence gradually. Their bodies were very close

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

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

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

went pink when he saw the

and turned around, looking at

was blushing red as she

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

“Put it down.”

Yes.” The butler was red-faced and left hurriedly. Right before he

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

naturally, looking at Florence under the blanket. “Are you disappointed for being disturbed? How about we

pulled down the covers and got out of the

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

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,

that?” Ernest sat on the bed, looking at

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

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