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

Ernest, who was always being a gentleman, would do such a thing

and pushed

“Don’t you do this…”

Ernest shoved her, and they fall into the

enfolded into the big soft bed with Ernest’s sturdy and

was taking rapid and deep

my name.” Ernest interrupted her, and the hoarse voice of

Ernest had no further action yet,

said, with a hint of panic in her

about her saying out his name this time.

darkened, and he kissed her out of the

“Um!”

call him by the name? Why did

struggled to push him away. But she was no match

his body was pressing on Florence

body went limp uncontrollably, and her mind had gone

someone outside opened the

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

butler went pink when he saw the two people cuddling on

looking at the butler. She was stunned

go away!” Florence was blushing red as

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 left, he looked

feeling humiliated. She pouted, “Why

a look on us.” Ernest answered naturally, looking at

retorted hastily. She pulled down the covers

humiliating, she would still like to thank the butler for barging in. Otherwise, the two of them might have done something too

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

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

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

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