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

Florence secretly heaved a sigh of

she didn’t want to stay in the room any longer and said, “Pack up

a glance to her after finishing the words and strode out of the

was drained. She was so confused at the moment,

bubbles and it

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

so well that Charlotte felt

their relationship was false was so low. It was

was 99% probable that Florence would

to decide on the

had no

had taken the medicine given by Harold before walking into the room, she was not affected by the perfume in

left

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

Florence’s mind

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

and Ernest almost

cheeks

touch of

Charlotte’s bedroom just

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

“N… Nothing. I just went upstairs. I

Ernest anymore and then

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

no sweat on her forehead and it was just that her cheeks were red. Why did

looked up casually, only to see

he simply put on the pajama casually after taking off his

the reason why

his gaze became more sexual and was tinged with

hurriedly took a cold shower to

cold water. She finally calmed down herself

when thinking of the man outside. Some romantic affairs would probably happen when a man was staying with a woman in a room alone, not to mention Ernest was a charming and

whether if Ernest had got rid of the effect of the

in her random thoughts and dawdled in the bathroom. She went

room, she astonishingly saw

the bed casually. And his upper cloth, which was half-unbuttoned before,

his eight abdominal abs as well as the