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 their

was convinced, Florence secretly heaved

stay in the

finishing the words and

ground, feeling like all her strength was drained. She was

into bubbles and it was impossible for her to

Charlotte had witnessed how Ernest

her so well that Charlotte

was false was

that Florence would really marry

were about to decide on the date for

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

had left

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

thoughts appeared in Florence’s mind when she

uncontrollably recalled the scene when Ernest was wearing nothing. He

long ago, she and

patted her cheeks to sober up

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

came to Charlotte’s bedroom

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

Ahem…” Florence coughed awkwardly, “N… Nothing. I just went upstairs. I feel a bit

dare to look at Ernest anymore and then hurriedly walked into the

was so quick that

forehead and it was just that her cheeks

up

he simply put on the pajama casually after taking

reason why she

more sexual and was tinged with an

bathroom and hurriedly took a cold

of the cold water. She finally calmed down

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

together not long ago. Florence pondered whether if Ernest had got rid of the effect of

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

of the room,

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

as well as the