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

if she tried

this door spoilt or

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

her way to the backyard. He remembered that there was a small side-door there which could be

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

image of Ernest kneeling down on one knee and holding

heart skip a few beats uncontrollably.

“Sigh…”

in an attempt to shake off such thoughts. No matter what kind of romance she was feeling, everything was a lie. She couldn’t just sacrifice her whole future just because of

hesitation,

something, which poked

surprise that there was

the one which Ernest had used

dropped

and Ernest’s disappointed expression,

It was carved meticulously, and this diamond ring was created using a very rare and expensive blood

to just leave

a moment before deciding

to enter the villa, she

his body, and at the sight of her returning,

out that you can’t just leave

her and said in a determined voice, “Florence, I know

she recognized the clarity in his

about to

could finish her sentence, her lips was sealed

embrace and kissed her

and spread into her mouth and overcame her senses. Their close proximity caused her to shiver in anxiety.

explode. Why did this

push him away, but it only

suffocated by his forceful

as she continued to be hugged by him and getting kissed into oblivion. She almost fainted in

passed before Ernest finally let go

lips touched the tip of her nose

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

mind, Florence felt her whole

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