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

that Charlotte was convinced, Florence secretly

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

glance to her after finishing the words and strode out

was drained. She was

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

Florence was that he loved her. Charlotte

so well that Charlotte felt

false was so low. It was only 1%

was 99% probable that Florence would really marry

to decide on the date for their

had no

affected by the perfume in the bedroom. Hence, after

left the

on the bed. Some of the buttons of his thin pajamas were

in Florence’s mind when

was wearing nothing. He

ago, she and Ernest almost

hastily patted her cheeks to

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

Charlotte’s bedroom just now.

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

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

to look at Ernest anymore

of the bathroom was then closed. Florence’s movement was so quick that Ernest could only see her back when he pulled himself

on her forehead and it was just that her cheeks were red.

sexual. He looked up casually, only to see his

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

this the reason why

his gaze became more sexual and was tinged

and hurriedly took a cold shower to cool down

water. She finally calmed down herself

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

almost slept together not long ago. Florence pondered whether if

and dawdled in the bathroom. She went

room, she astonishingly saw a more simulating

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

abs as well as