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.

as she rushed downstairs and contacted Phoebe to pick her up. When she was about to get out of this villa, she wasn’t able to unlock the main door no matter how many times she tried. She was

was the same even if she tried to use

this door

around in the direction of Ernest’s bathroom and thought that if this continued, he was going to come out and

the backyard. He remembered that there was a

she was at the backyard, Florence once again saw that place that was full of flowers. There were some of them that formed the words “Marry me”, and it still aroused a romantic feeling in one’s heart the moment one laid eyes on

the image of Ernest kneeling down on one

her heart skip

“Sigh…”

such thoughts. No matter what kind of romance she was feeling, everything was a lie. She couldn’t just sacrifice

hesitation, she

stepped on something,

feet and discovered to her surprise that there was as red diamond ring lying on

one which Ernest had used to propose to

he dropped it

Ernest’s disappointed expression, she had an unspeakable

and studied it. It was carved meticulously, and this diamond ring was created using a very

complete waste to just leave it

moment before deciding to return

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

the sight of her returning, his extremely handsome face flashed a

that you can’t

a determined voice, “Florence, I know that you care about

his words as she recognized the clarity in his

about to explain, “I am here

finish her sentence, her lips

embrace and kissed her violently and

mouth and overcame her

was about to explode. Why did this man kiss her all of

only made him hug her tighter

was almost suffocated by his

be hugged by him and getting kissed into oblivion. She almost

time passed before Ernest finally let go of her with difficulty.

the tip of her nose

eyes lit on fire, and his voice was so hoarse as if he was trying to convey something to her,

mind, Florence felt her whole

him away nervously, “M…My friend is almost