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.

approaching and his lips clinging to her ear, he whispered, “I’ll exercise

breath was exhaled onto her ear. Florence

her fiance? Of course, she knew clearly what

raised her arms and

in anxiety, “Wait.

unfinished words were blocked by

man’s handsome face

Ernest insisted on doing what he wanted to

her heart and other organs, so strong

that she forgot to struggle. It was not until that

let

She struggled and resisted.

was still furious. On the other hand,

wanted to occupy her sweetness with the only thought in his mind -- sleeping

red as if it would bleed. She stiffed her body and dared

in his arms suddenly calmed down, Ernest released the

“Florence, you are

manner,

finally got a chance

cast a glance at her lips, only to find that they were bleeding, looking quite

the heart to vent his fury

future, even if he only touches your hand. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be your lips that bleed, but -- you should know what

was

immediately, wondering if he was referring to something that she

wondered if this man was the real Ernest Hawkins that she knew. She couldn’t believe

frightened, Ernest knew his words worked. He

time, “Florence, I respect you very much and I’m willing to wait for you to accept me.

and magnetic, sounding so charming in such a

said “behave yourself”, it seemed that

She felt embarrassed and at a

can touch me...

voice screamed.

the man

was brought back to

cotton swabs that were found in the suit. He let her sit on the sofa, squeezed a bit of ointment on a swab, and reached out to apply it on her

had always taken care of her, his social status was pretty high, so she could never get used to

However...

serious?” Florence