My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Her heart was pounding uncontrollably and her face was so flushed that it felt like someone could fry an egg on it.

Her eyes were directed elsewhere as she pulled down his pants.

His long and pale legs were dancing around in the corner of her field of vision.

This was really expletive stuff. Florence felt like she couldn’t hold stand this anymore.

She wouldn’t have much courage to continue doing this.

She pulled Ernest’s arm and led him to the bathtub with a blushed face. She said awkwardly, “You’re ready now, sit down here.”

Ernest didn’t provide a response as he stepped out and settled himself elegantly in the bathtub.

Clean water immediately enveloped him, and his naked body was vague under the disguise of the water. It added to his seductive attractiveness.

Florence almost had a nosebleed while looking at such a sight.

If it were not because of Ernest’s drunken state tonight, she would even suspect that he was doing this purposely to seduce her.

The water was warm and soothing. After immersing himself in it, Ernest shut his eyes in a trance.

Florence gaped at him sitting obediently in the bathtub and suddenly felt a flare of anger. Was she really going to wash him now?

It would be best to give up on that idea.

Since he was already immersed in water, it would be fine if he was just bathing in it for a while.

“I have forgotten to fetch your pyjamas. Stay in the water first, you can come out after ten minutes.”

Florence hurriedly reminded before darting out of the bathroom.

The moment she left, Ernest opened his initially shut eyes.

He stared in her direction, and unlike his previous drunken state, there was a kind of clarity in his eyes.

After a while, his gaze swept over pyjamas not far away, and he shifted his gaze towards himself, with how he was bathing in warm water in his underpants. He suddenly felt a wave of helplessness.

This woman was taking advantage of the fact that he was drunk to fool him.

With a loud splash, he got up from the bathtub.

the bathroom, she didn’t waste even a second as she rushed downstairs and contacted Phoebe to pick her up. When she was about to get out of

outcome was the same even if she tried to use her fingerprints.

door spoilt

result. She turned around in the direction of Ernest’s bathroom and thought that if this continued, he was going to come out and he wouldn’t let her go just

that there

again saw that place that was full of flowers. There were some of them that formed the

of Ernest kneeling down on one knee and holding out a

skip a

“Sigh…”

head in an attempt to shake off such thoughts. No matter what kind of romance she was feeling, everything

hesitation, she

on something,

to her surprise that there was

Ernest had used

dropped it

recalled the moment she rejected him and Ernest’s disappointed expression, she had an unspeakable feeling in

picked up the ring and studied it. It was carved meticulously, and this diamond ring was created using

was a complete waste to just leave

thought for a moment before deciding to return

as she was about to enter the villa, she bumped into Ernest.

his body, and at the sight of her returning,

can’t just leave me alone like

a determined voice, “Florence, I know that

the clarity in his eyes. He was probably awake now.

about to explain, “I am here to return…

could finish her sentence, her

embrace and kissed her

and overcame her senses. Their close proximity caused her to shiver in

felt that her brain was about to explode. Why did this man kiss

him away, but it only made him hug her tighter

almost suffocated by his

muster any strength to fight back as she continued to be hugged by him and getting kissed into oblivion. She

passed before Ernest finally let go of

touched the tip of her nose for

and his voice was so hoarse as if he was trying to convey something to

loud bang sounding off in her mind, Florence felt her whole body

came back to her senses, she hurriedly pushed him away nervously, “M…My friend is almost here