My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 87: You Don’t Want to Take Responsibility?

Ernest curved his lips secretly when looking at her dumbfounded look, a touch of gloominess flashing across his eyes.

He said with a hoarse voice, “Still want?”

‘What does he mean?’

Florence was flushed and moved her head away hurriedly.

She felt uneasy, “Yesterday was a mistake, you don’t have to mind so much.”

She did not know what happened to her last night; she rushed towards Ernest madly and was eager to have sex with him.

Ernest showed a dull sight, his tone was unpleasant.

“Mistake? You don’t want to take responsibility?”

He straightened his body while talking; he moved his tall silhouette towards Florence.

He looked like a burning mountain.

She could observe his body clearly; there were purple marks everywhere on his strong muscle. It showed how intense the situation last night, she was so crazy.

Florence did not dare to see, she felt so embarrassed.

Ernest approached Florence gradually; she could feel the sense of danger in his deep eyes.

“I’m not used to suffer losses; I will take revenge on what people have done to me.”

‘Take revenge?’

‘How is he going to take revenge in this kind of matter?’

She could feel a strong sense of hormone; it raised the hotness that left in her body.

Her body felt abnormally uneasy.

she knew what he

But…

wrong, don’t

face showed a

everything clearly. Although she behaved like that, Ernest let her soak in cold water all night and did not touch her at all which meant that he did not

his own principal

charming enough; he does not have an interest in

would

shoulder. She covered his terrible marks and said sincerely, “Mr Hawkins, I will make up for you. I will try my best to do anything for you if it does

words; he looked at Florence with deeper sights. The lust that was controlled by himself for a whole night came into life

his lips, approached

kept looking at her, she looked in the direction he focused instinctively on her chest. She

“Ah!”

scream was

wear clothes! She wore nothing

and annoyed early in the

she walked

downstairs, she saw Mrs Hawkins and Brianna Horace in the

“Mrs. Hawkins, Mrs. Horace.”

her red cheek and forced herself

bottom. She seemed to

getting even guilty when met with Georgia’s sight. She was afraid that Georgia would know

‘It is so embarrassing.’

sleeping, you wake up in the afternoon. Mrs. Hawkins and I have been waiting

imply

a reason

her face became even

then, a man’s voice was heard

“She was too tired last night, she only slept for a

he put his hand on her shoulder instinctively and buried her in his

circular collar. There were a few purple marks on

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