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 my

was exhaled onto her ear.

course, she knew clearly

and pushed his

in anxiety, “Wait. We...

unfinished words were blocked

man’s handsome face that was almost attached

her shock, Ernest insisted on doing what he

lips to her heart and other organs, so

was not until that she almost couldn’t breathe

Let, let me

She struggled and resisted.

give her any chance. On one hand, he was still furious. On the other hand, she was so sweet that

only thought in his mind

it would bleed. She

the woman in his arms suddenly calmed

said in an extremely hoarse voice, “Florence, you are

a domineering manner, he was

Florence finally got a chance to

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

have the heart to

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

last sentence was full

he was referring

that she knew.

she look frightened, Ernest knew his words worked. He

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

was gentle and magnetic, sounding so

said “behave yourself”, it seemed

She felt

was still reechoing in her ears. ‘Only he can touch

voice screamed.

here,” the man

to reality, walking towards

hands, there were anti-inflammatory ointment and 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

of her, his social status was pretty high, so she could never get used to it.

However...

quite serious?” Florence