My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

He suddenly became angrier. His slender fingers pinched her chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

In such a close distance, Florence saw his lips apart. Then she heard his deep voice.

“You checked in to a room reserved by another man so freely. Florence Fraser, you seemed to be quite open.”

Ernest wanted to crush her pinch, but he felt reluctant. Otherwise, her chin would be truly crushed.

Florence was shocked.

Before she could react, his cold and harsh question came into her ears.

“Has he entered this suit?”

Florence was silent.

She indeed didn’t know how to answer.

Receiving no response from her, Ernest felt the fire burning in his chest became stronger. The other big hand of his fell on her waist. He forcibly trapped between himself and the wall.

He asked again, “Has he touched you?”

That was not only a question but also represented his fury.

Subconsciously, Florence thought about the scenes that night when she first got here. She looked awkward and guilty. For some reason, she didn’t want to tell Ernest about them.

She was afraid that he would be pissed and mind. She was more afraid that he would misunderstand.

“No, he hasn’t,” at last, she squeezed the answer between her teeth. Looking away, she dared not to look into his eyes.

How could Ernest not know Florence well? Her expression had already confirmed his guess.

He went enraged. His big hands fell on the belt on her waist.

“It seemed I didn’t do a good job as your fiance so you could still think about another man.”

As he spoke, he increased the strength of his hands. The belt was untied and her bathrobe was loosened.

Florence was so freaked out. Subconsciously, she raised her hands to pull back her bathrobe.

She cried in anger, “Mr. Hawkins, what on earth are you doing?”

She couldn’t understand his behavior tonight, but she sensed the danger.

filled with flame. His face approaching and his lips clinging to her ear,

warm breath was exhaled onto her ear.

she knew clearly what kind of rights

arms and

anxiety, “Wait. We... I...

unfinished words were blocked by

staring at the man’s handsome face that was almost attached

her shock, Ernest insisted on doing what he wanted

Florence’s lips to her heart and other organs,

forgot to struggle. It was not until

Let, let

She struggled and resisted.

Ernest didn’t give her any chance. On one hand, he was still furious. On the other hand, she was

sweetness with the only

She stiffed her body and dared not to

arms suddenly calmed

extremely hoarse voice, “Florence, you are my fiancee.

a domineering manner, he was about

got

only to find that they were

didn’t have the heart to vent his fury on her

he only touches your

sentence was full of

immediately, wondering if he was referring to something that

that

He withdrew himself,

time, “Florence, I respect you very much and I’m willing to wait for you to accept me. However, it doesn’t

and magnetic, sounding so charming in

he said “behave yourself”, it seemed

She felt embarrassed and at a

still reechoing in her ears. ‘Only he can touch me... The bleeding part

voice screamed.

the man said

back to reality, walking towards

He let her sit on the

quite uncomfortable. Although he had always taken care of her, his social status was pretty high, so

However...

serious?”