My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“Believe it or not, this is the truth. You’d better calm down yourself and drop those evil ideas that you shouldn’t have. Ernest is not a man that we can covet.”

Charlotte felt a great weight of shock and the word ‘fact’ was like a ruthless mountain.

Charlotte stood on the spot stiffly and almost lost her balance.

Her dream of marrying into a noble away turned into bubbles.

But she caught a point in Florence’s words.

- ‘Ernest is not a man that we can covet.’

She said ‘us’.

By the way, Ernest was drugged with the strong philter tonight and he went upstairs. He should have had sex with Florence, but why did Florence go downstairs so quickly together with a doctor?

This meant that nothing had happened between Florence and Ernest just now.

Ernest didn’t have sex with her, but he didn’t have sex with Florence either.

Charlotte’s eyes lit up as if she had discovered something awesome. She fixed her eyes on Florence, “Florence, Ernest didn’t do you either, right? Your relationship with Ernest is not that good. You even haven’t slept with him, right? Your relationship is false and he has no feelings for you, right?”

She asked Florence one question after another.

And every of her questions hit the heart of the problems.

Florence was frozen and felt guilty out of instinct.

From very beginning, everything between her and Ernest was false.

Charlotte didn’t have the chance to be together with Ernest, so did Florence.

However, she could not tell Charlotte about this at present because since Charlotte had done such a crazy thing, she would definitely bring more troubles if she learned about this.

Florence knitted her brows and quickly calmed down herself. She pretended to be composed and said, “Charlotte, you’ve stayed with us in the villa during the past days. Ernest treats me so well. Is it just his show?”

She didn’t reply and asked Charlotte a question.

Charlotte was choked and the lights in her eyes became dim.

Charlotte had seen by herself that Ernest treated Florence well in every aspect.

Even a real boyfriend or husband who loved his girlfriend or wife deeply could not be as thoughtful as Ernest.

didn’t believe that their relationship was

was convinced, Florence secretly

the

her after finishing the words and

down the ground, feeling like all her strength was drained. She was so confused at the

into bubbles and it was impossible

Charlotte had witnessed how Ernest treated Florence carefully

her so well

false was so low. It was

that Florence would

about to decide on the date for their

really had

had taken the medicine given by Harold before walking into the room, she was not affected by the perfume in the bedroom. Hence, after going out of the bedroom, she directly went to Ernest’s

had left the

room, she found Ernest was lying on the bed. Some of the buttons of

appeared in Florence’s mind when she saw

nothing. He

long ago, she and

her cheeks to

looked towards her when he heard the sounds. A touch of speculation flashed across his deep-set eyes when he saw

came to Charlotte’s bedroom

he asked her whether if she was affected. Could it be

coughed awkwardly, “N… Nothing. I just went upstairs. I feel a

dare to look at Ernest anymore and then hurriedly walked into

door of the bathroom was then closed. Florence’s movement was so quick that Ernest could only see her

her forehead and it was just that her

sexual. He looked up casually, only

simply put on the pajama

the reason

more sexual and was tinged with an

bathroom and hurriedly took a cold shower to cool down

trembled because of the cold water. She finally calmed down herself

Some romantic affairs would probably happen when a man was staying with a woman in a room alone, not

almost slept together not long ago. Florence pondered whether if Ernest had

her random thoughts and dawdled in the

walked out of the room, she astonishingly

casually. And his upper cloth, which was half-unbuttoned before, was now all unclasped. His upper

abs as well as the inverted triangle