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.

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

breath was exhaled onto

fiance? Of course, she knew clearly what kind

her arms and pushed

said in anxiety, “Wait. We...

words were blocked by his

gaped at him, staring at the man’s handsome face that was almost

shock, Ernest insisted on doing

scent spread from Florence’s lips to her heart and other

not until that she almost couldn’t breathe did she

let me

She struggled and resisted.

still furious. On the other hand, she was so sweet that he

with the only thought in

red as if it would bleed. She

that the woman in his arms suddenly calmed down, Ernest

said in an extremely hoarse voice, “Florence, you are my fiancee. Only I can touch

in a domineering manner, he was about to kiss

Florence finally got a chance to

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

he was still furious, he didn’t have the heart to vent his fury on

other man touch you in the future, even if he only touches your hand. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be your lips that bleed, but

last sentence was

was referring to

man was the real Ernest Hawkins that

Ernest knew his words worked. He withdrew himself, got up,

tying the belt with his slender fingers, he reminded her for the last time, “Florence, I respect you very much and I’m willing to wait for you to accept me. However, it doesn’t mean you can

voice was gentle and magnetic, sounding so charming in

said “behave yourself”, it seemed that

flustered. She felt embarrassed

in her ears. ‘Only he can touch me...

inner voice screamed. She

here,” the man

brought back to reality, walking

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

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

However...

quite serious?”