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?”

It’s because it was Harold who made the phone call. He keeps

Gemma grew up together and they are good friends. Judging from Harold’s relationship with

was trying to get Ernest together

learned from Gemma about her past with Ernest and witnessed how Ernest treated

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 had

diamond ring on her finger and took it off after

the very beginning that she and Ernest were from different worlds and they would

Florence and

course she knew about Florence’s thoughts and scruples, and she understood why Florence didn’t want to

felt

…

the work, Ernest

she entered the office, she noticed that Ernest was putting on

ask her to his office at

confusion, “Mr. Hawkins,

a meal.” Ernest replied in an extremely natural manner and walked

and hastily

treat her

look at Florence and then spoke in an indubitable tone, “You took care of me last night. And I don’t want to

to treat her a

“It’s only a slight effort. You

became gloomy. He suddenly turned around and walked towards

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

instantly, not daring to ponder which means

smile, “Then… Then I

and Ernest went to have

thirtieth floor and they could appreciate the bright night scene of City N when looking out of

restaurant was quite elegant and it was suitable to have

Ernest ordered a kind of

table because this kind of food required him to shell the food