My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Harold, who was at the other end of the phone, seemed to be busy with something and his breath was heavy.

But Florence had no time to care about this, “Mr. Brooks, something bad happened to Ernest. Please come here as soon as possible.”

“What’s wrong with him?”

“I don’t know. But he looks really bad. Come here quickly, please.” Florence urged him anxiously, her voice full of worries.

Harold seemed to realized that it was urgent and said hastily, “Don’t be anxious, Flory. I’ll be right there.”

After finishing the words, he stood on his feet and changed his clothes and then ended the call.

After hanging up the phone, Florence walked to the bathroom.

“Ernest Hawkins, hold on, Harold will arrive soon.”

But only the sounds of running water could be heard.

Standing at the door of the bathroom, Florence paid attention to the sounds inside in worries, fearing that something bad would happen to Ernest.

Florence felt more confused.

Ernest looked good before going out of the bedroom. When learning that Charlotte had come back, he came to find her, yet he was in such a state when coming back after a short while.

What had happened during this period of time?

Florence subconsciously landed her gaze on the ointment on the dresser and pondered: could it be that Collin came again and framed Ernest?

Why had happened to Ernest when he was downstairs?

Florence was lost in her thoughts and couldn’t calm down herself. She didn’t realize that she was quite worried about Ernest.

Harold arrived after ten minutes.

But Florence felt like several hours had passed. When hearing the footsteps, she hurriedly walked to the door and opened the door for Harold.

“Oh, you finally arrive. Ernest is in the bathroom. Please have a look at him.”

“Bathroom?”

Ernest sick?

and not willing to waste time, he walked to the bathroom

and shouted, “Mr. Hawkins, Mr. Brooks

of running water from the

to be tinged with sexual desire, sounded,

out now because she worried about him and wanted to make sure that he was safe the

open the door

a low and resolute voice, “You shall

Florence knitted her brows.

shifted his gaze to Florence. Judging from Ernest’s depressive tone of voice as if he was trying to suppress something, he, as a man, quickly realized what was

said in a low voice, “Flory, please go out first. If you’re worried about Ernest, you can

Oh, it works.

eyes lit up. She shouted at the direction of the bathroom,

the words, she walked towards

of the door closing. At the next moment, Ernest opened the door

only wearing a loose bathrobe, which exposed a large part of his

wet with water dripping down from

flushed abnormally and he looked tensed-up. With his brows knitted tightly, it looked

out in an extremely slow speed as if he was taking every step with all

“I was drugged with strong aphrodisiac perfume. Hurry up and give me

expectations – Ernest was

teased, “The strong aphrodisiac perfume had been banned. It has strong medical effect and can even affect an ox. No man can resist it. You must feel so horny after being drugged, right? But you actually managed to suppress the desire

lips together and didn’t

again and almost lost control of himself when thinking of Florence.

urged Harold impatiently, “Hurry up and

Flory. Seems like you love her so

peeping through the small crack between the door and its frame, was stunned when she heard the

with aphrodisiac perfume before. No wonder that

had a strong effect, he let go of her

What did it mean when a man would still respect a woman’s will at

was smote by his conscience? Or was it because he loved

He loved her?