My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

She was only staying there for a few days. Hence, Florence didn’t bring too many things. She only brought a backpack with some daily necessities and a few clothes in it.

On the contrary, Charlotte brought a large suitcase, as if all her belongings were packed inside. She looked like she was going for a long stay.

The corners of Florence’s mouth twitched and she was a little confused. She was not sure whether bringing Charlotte along was a good or bad choice.

However, Ernest seemed to be okay about it. He didn’t even take a glance at Charlotte. His eyes only looked at Florence along the way.

When they reached the villa, Florence chose a room not far and not too near from Ernest’s room. She brought Charlotte into the room.

There were a lot of rooms in the villa, but there was no guest room.

The appearance of this room was in Florence’s expectations. The room only had little furniture in it, looking clean and tidy. It would be convenient to use it as a temporary bedroom.

“Sis, am I sleeping here? But why there is no bed here?”

Charlotte seemed to be a little surprised. She stood at the door and didn’t even put down her luggage.

Florence looked at Ernest and said helplessly, “There’s no guest room in his house. We can just sleep by spreading blankets on the floor.”

Charlotte hesitated, but she didn’t want to leave the house because of the bed, so she nodded and agreed.

Florence also put down her bag and started to arrange the things.

As she unzipped her bag, a fair and slender hand grabbed her hand.

Ernest’s attractive voice came from above her head, “What are you doing?”

Florence answered, “Arranging my things.”

As she spoke, she tried to pull her hand out of his, but he grabbed her tighter and pulled her up.

She was caught off guard and fell into his arms.

His breath was so close, close enough to make her heart tremble.

When she realized that Charlotte was still here, her cheeks blushed and reddened. She immediately pushed Ernest away, “What do you want? Let go of me.”

“Sleep in my room.”

He said word by word. Each word was said in a firm tone.

mortified, “I’ll sleep with

“She doesn’t need it.”

denied her words. However, a hint of flirtations could be found in his

first time sleep in my room anyway, why are

This was pretentious?

with him. It was weird

could she possibly

breath, decided to seriously speak to him about

carry you to my room, but your sister is here and she may brainstorm something

was

words to be said by Florence were all swallowed back into

subconsciously looked at Charlotte, and saw that she had stopped arranging her things. She just stood there and looked at them with

even redder. She never realized that Ernest could be so

could he use

clenched her fist and gritted her teeth, “Let

in victory and let

in front of her, like a tall and uncrushable

back her anger and spoke softly to Charlotte, “You can sleep alone,

spoke to Florence, she could tell that Florence was going to sleep

was to get close to Ernest. If Florence stayed with him, she wouldn’t

“This room is so empty. I’m afraid to

could she do

someone will send a bed and some furniture over, it

Bed delivery?

At night?

glance. When she slept here, why didn’t he call someone to

be sleeping

he do it

her completely. He could arrange delivery of bed for any guest, but

she said with a

you’re afraid, just go

He

her to come because he wanted to improve his marital relationship

stopped and shut her

didn’t want to leave

smile. She looked at