My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Ernest just stood at the entrance and watched and Florence finally relieved after getting on the car.

Ernest really had been awake.

She preferred it because when he was drunk, he refused to let het cold no matter what means she adopted.

Phoebe, who was driving the car, studied Ernest from the rear-view mirror from time to time.

“Tsk, tsk, what a stunning hunk. He even looks so sexy in a night-robe. Even I have an impulse to take off his cloth and have sex with him in the car.”

The scene that Ernest was wearing only an underpants in the bathroom flashed across Florence’s mind.

Her cheeks became red, “Erotic girl. Pay attention when driving.”

“Oh, Flory, are you implying me not to look at him? Tsk, it just has been a short time, and he has already become your man?”

“What? My man? I don’t have any actual relationship with him.” Florence retorted with uneasiness.

Phoebe asked with doubt, “Really? If that’s so, why did he ask you to pick him up after getting himself drunk? A single man and a single woman stayed together in the same room in the midnight… Both of you have changed your clothes. No one would believe it if you say that you only took off your clothes and hadn’t done anything else.”

“We… We really hadn’t done anything else.”

Florence retorted weakly. She almost saw Ernest’s bare body tonight.

Looking at Florence’s reaction, Phoebe chuckled, “Flory, actually, no matter from which aspect, I think Mr. Hawkins seems to have some feelings for you.”

“He likes the other woman.”

Florence felt upset when mentioning about this, “Maybe men all like flirting with women.”

“People like Mr. Hawkins can get all kinds of women they like. If he likes to flirt with women, do you think that he will still be single and flirt with you now? If that’s the case, he would have had many women by his side.”

Phoebe twitched her mouth. She always had a feeling that because Florence was not an onlooker of her relationship with Ernest, she couldn’t figure it out.

Phoebe then added, “Moreover, as for that Gemma, you said that she’s Ernest’s true girlfriend. Then why wasn’t she the person to pick up Ernest when he was drunk tonight?”

because it was Harold who made the phone call. He keeps calling me sister-in-law and regards

good friends. Judging from Harold’s relationship with Ernest, as for which woman does Ernest really like,

to get Ernest together with

her past with Ernest and witnessed how Ernest treated Gemma differently. She was confused and shook

want to intervene in their affairs. I and Ernest are of different leagues. I just want to cancel our engagement as soon as possible.” Florence said resolutely as if she

on her finger and took it off

and

a glance at Florence and let out a light

why Florence didn’t

only felt pity

…

about to get off the work, Ernest asked

Ernest was putting on his jacket

her to his

asked in confusion, “Mr.

replied in an extremely

astonished and hastily said,

did he suddenly treat her out of

look at Florence and then spoke in an indubitable tone, “You took care of me

to treat her a

effort. You don’t

gloomy. He suddenly turned around

her and stared at her meaningfully while suggesting her in a low voice, “If you don’t want to have dinner with me,

not daring to ponder which means he

forced a smile, “Then… Then I choose to have dinner

Ernest went to have

and they could appreciate

restaurant was quite elegant and it was

ordered a kind of food – stir-fry

food that had shells appeared on Ernest’s table because this kind of food required him to shell the food by himself and this was