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.

that

Charlotte was convinced, Florence secretly heaved

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

finishing the words and strode out of the

was so confused at

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

reason why Ernest wanted to marry Florence was that he loved her. Charlotte had witnessed how Ernest treated Florence carefully

well

false was so

it was 99% probable that

decide on the date

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

had left the

she found Ernest was lying on the bed. Some of the buttons of his thin pajamas

Florence’s mind when

was wearing nothing. He really had a

and

her cheeks

the sounds. A touch of speculation flashed across his deep-set eyes when he

Charlotte’s bedroom just now. Are you

It was a kind of philter and he asked her whether if she was affected. Could it be that she

Nothing. I just went upstairs. I feel a bit hot and I want to have a

didn’t dare to look at Ernest anymore and then hurriedly walked into the

so quick that Ernest could only see her

sweat on her forehead and it was just that her cheeks

up

didn’t notice this as he simply put on the pajama casually after taking

the reason

his gaze became more sexual and was tinged with an inexplicable smile when he gazed at his cloth

and hurriedly took a cold shower to cool

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

of the man outside. Some romantic affairs would probably happen when a

pondered whether if Ernest had got rid of the effect

in her random thoughts and dawdled in the bathroom. She went out of the bathroom after

walked out of the room, she astonishingly saw a more simulating

upper cloth, which was half-unbuttoned before, was now all unclasped. His upper body

abs as