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.

Charlotte didn’t believe that their relationship was

Charlotte was convinced, Florence

didn’t want to stay in the room any longer and

glance to her after finishing the words

was drained. She was so confused at the moment, not knowing what to do and

dream had turned into bubbles and it was impossible for her to be Ernest’s

Ernest wanted to marry Florence was that he loved her. Charlotte had witnessed how Ernest treated Florence carefully and thoughtfully during this

well that Charlotte

relationship was false was so low. It

that Florence would really

were about to decide on the date for their

really had

given by Harold before walking into the room, she was not affected by the perfume in the bedroom. Hence, after going

had left the

the bed. Some of the buttons of his thin pajamas were unclasped, which revealed a large part of his fair

dirty thoughts appeared in Florence’s mind when she saw the

scene when Ernest was wearing nothing. He really had a good shape and

long ago, she and Ernest

her cheeks to sober up

towards her when he heard the sounds. A touch of speculation flashed

to Charlotte’s bedroom just

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

I just went upstairs. I feel a bit hot and I want to have a

look at Ernest anymore and then

movement was so quick that Ernest could only see her back when he pulled himself back to

and it was just that her cheeks were red.

up casually, only to

simply put on the pajama casually after taking

the reason why she

gaze became more sexual and was tinged with an inexplicable smile when

locked the door of the bathroom and hurriedly took a

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

affairs would probably happen when a man was staying with a woman in a room alone, not to mention Ernest

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

lost in her random thoughts and dawdled in the bathroom.

the room, she astonishingly saw a

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

abs as well as the