My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was a bit pissed off, but she quickly agreed to it, “Okay, okay.”

Ernest’s face came closer again, “The clothes are in the dressing room. There is a space specially arranged for you.”

Florence planned to just leave her clothes in the bag because there was only two to three sets of clothes in it. Anyway, she didn’t plan to stay for a long period.

She didn’t expect that Ernest had already known her tricks.

She had no choice but to agree, “Alright.”

Putting these things together really made the room looked like a real couple’s room. His room looked cozy and felt like a home.

Ernest pursed his lips in satisfaction. However, he still wouldn’t let her go. He looked at her. His eyes seemed to have a burning fire in it.

Florence saw it and started to panic. His breath got closer and closer, which made her felt extremely hot too.

She leaned backwards with all her strength and said in a low tone, “Mr. Hawkins, can you make way?”

“No.”

Ernest replied, his voice extraordinarily hoarse.

He stared at her, his eyes were shining with an uncontrollable desire, “Florence, I want to kiss you.”

Every word he said was so seductive.

Florence was stunned. Her face instantly blushed in shyness and her heart panicked.

He actually just looked at her and said such words.

Furthermore, he told her he wanted to kiss her. How should she react? Should she agree to it?

Only then she realized that she made a deal with him. He was not allowed to touch her or kiss her when she was staying here. So, he was asking for permission before he kissed her?

Florence felt a pain in her head. She spoke firmly, “I don’t want to.”

“I asked.”

Ernest’s voice was very deep, and it was seductively attracting.

He leaned forward. His lips pressed onto hers.

If he was not allowed to kiss her simply, he would just ask first, and then kissed her solemnly.

into her mouth. Florence froze again. Her brain couldn’t think

he

That was too mean.

but her hands were grabbed by him and secured behind her

kiss became

started to blur up and she

moment, “Bang!” The door was pushed open

oil

kitchen is…

kissing each other,

and stern man. Now, he was intimately holding

couldn’t help but to feel envy and jealous about her sister. Her gaze while she looked at

disturbance caused Florence to come back to her senses. She instantly pushed Ernest

at Charlotte and said, “What’s wrong? Why is the kitchen on fire? Is

was flaunting an obvious

“I was hungry and wished to make some food. But I didn’t expect that… the fire got out of

during their forties. So, Charlotte was a precious child to them

not surprise that Charlotte could burn up

have to go take

it was too serious, they should call

go of her, with his face full of

Her face was still red when she went out of the

not follow them immediately. She looked at Ernest, looking very

were red. She seemed like she

man saw her like this, he would definitely console

look at her at

legs and walked

looked cold

were about to fall out of her eyes

looked at his back. Her

in the Fraser family. She was pampered and favored since childhood. Moreover, her identity was nobler than Florence. Hence, she could definitely snatch what

and the Fraser family. It didn’t matter whether it was her or

Florence had rushed down into the kitchen. She instantly saw the raging fire

the gas stove was on fire. The fire rose and burned the kitchen ventilator. The

was on fire. The

the stove. She intended to cover the pot

cover, Ernest pulled her out from