My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She blinked and saw Ernest; after a few seconds, she seemed to realize something, and her face became even redder.

She said in a hurry, “You, don’t look, get out.”

Her voice was in a trembling, soft tone.

Ernest’s eyes turned wide; it was as though a spark was ignited into a flame within him.

He looked at her in a dangerous manner; his breathing was heavy, as though he was trying to restrain something.

In a raspy voice, he said, “Don’t stay in there too long, it’s not good for your body.”

Once he finished speaking, he was ready to turn around and leave. His large physique seemed to move in a stiff manner.

Just as he left, he heard the sound of water splashing behind him.

And he heard Florence speak in a soft cat-like murmur, “Don’t leave…”

Almost as if she couldn’t control herself, she stood up, and grabbed a corner of his clothes with her wet hand.

There was also a raging fire inside her eyes, but she tightly bit her lips, as though she was trying to suppress something as well.

Her flushed face was both confused and in pain.

Ernest’s large body was frozen still. He could feel the water vapor coming up from behind him, and he felt as though his body was lit ablaze.

Did this woman know what she was doing…

Florence’s vision became more and more blurry; she felt so hot that she couldn’t think straight. She held onto his clothes, and inched closer and closer to him.

It felt good to be near him.

"Boom-"

Ernest felt as though something exploded inside him.

His body was incredibly stiff, and his voice was scratchy, “You, do you know that you should never provoke a man?”

He liked her, so there was no way he could resist her advances.

She continued to seduce him.

Florence did not hear his warning at all; her whole body seemed to rest on him, and she moaned in dissatisfaction.

“More…”

couldn’t take it anymore. It was as though she could only feel relief by being close to a man.

second she began to moan, it was as though Ernest lost all sense in his

white wrist, spun around, and held her in his arms.

from head to toe. His palm directly touched her silky, smooth skin, which felt soft like silk and drove him mad.

eyes, and he

Florence felt

“Plop”

of water splashed out as the two of them fell into

was incredibly cold, which felt like it chilled directly to the bones.

of her; the icy water

was taking a bath; why would she

see her bright red face, unfocused eyes, and

“I feel… so hot…”

stand still, Florence twisted and turned her small body, trying to move closer to him and pulling on him.

looked grim; he asked her:

“Florence, who am I?”

“So hot… so hot…”

to

she must have

and let go of her. Then he

large, wide back seemed to give

was only cold water around her. She felt incredibly painful that she

felt so

her feel like she was burning to

out of water

“Boom”

outside, and then dumped a bucket full of ice into the

person who finally

“I want…”

plopped herself into

he tried to restrain himself. Then he reached

“Stay there.”

the bathtub and held her in place with one hand, unresponsive to

the ice cubes, the bathtub became

started to crawl up her skin, and Florence started to relax a bit.

her struggles

looked at Ernest, “I’m fine now, let