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?”

Wasn’t Ernest sick? But why did he lock himself in the

concern was Ernest and not willing

“Mr. Hawkins, Mr.

water from the bathroom stopped

seemed to be tinged with sexual

she worried about him and wanted to make sure that

to open

in a low and resolute voice, “You shall

Florence knitted her brows.

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

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 can

Oh, it works.

the direction of the bathroom, “Then I’ll go

walked towards outside, deliberately making

the next moment, Ernest opened the door of the

exposed a large part of his chest. He looked messy yet

was wet with water dripping down

brows knitted tightly, it looked like he was trying to

as if he was

drugged with strong aphrodisiac perfume. Hurry

was within Harold’s expectations – Ernest

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 didn’t

his lips together and

control of himself

Harold impatiently, “Hurry up and give

yourself to protect Flory. Seems like you love her

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

perfume before. No wonder that he would suddenly

of aphrodisiac perfume had a strong effect,

shocked. What did it mean when a man would still respect a woman’s

he was smote by his conscience? Or was it because

He loved her?