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?”

his brows in confusion. Wasn’t Ernest sick? But why did he lock

confused, his major concern was Ernest and not

and shouted, “Mr. Hawkins,

sounds of running water from the

deep voice, voice seemed to be tinged with sexual

want to go out now because she worried about him and wanted to make

refused to open the door if she didn’t go

low and resolute voice, “You shall go

Florence knitted her brows.

depressive tone of voice as if he was trying to suppress something, he, as a man,

gave an ambiguous glance at Florence and then said in a low voice, “Flory, please go out first. If you’re worried about Ernest, you

Oh, it works.

at the direction of the

walked towards outside, deliberately making some

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

bathrobe, which exposed a large part of his chest. He looked messy

wet with water

tensed-up. With his brows knitted tightly, it looked

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

Harold, “I was drugged with

was within Harold’s expectations

been banned. It has strong medical effect and can even affect an ox. No man can resist it. You must feel so horny after

his lips together

horny again and almost lost control of himself when thinking of

urged Harold impatiently, “Hurry up

your endurance, but you actually managed to control yourself to protect Flory. Seems

the small crack between the door and its frame, was

finally realized that Ernest was drugged with aphrodisiac perfume before. No wonder that he would

of aphrodisiac perfume had a strong effect, he let go of her at that

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

by his conscience? Or was it because he loved her

He loved her?