My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

“You’ve mistaken, Mister. I’m single and available for the time being. I don’t have a girlfriend yet.”

As he spoke, Reynold couldn’t help but glance at Florence. He emphasized “for the time being” inwardly.

Florence also echoed immediately, “It was indeed a misunderstanding. It doesn’t mind. It’s getting late. Shall we go in and take a look?”

“Don’t run so fast. You look like you feel guilty.”

Ernest reached out and grabbed Florence. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he pulled her closer to him forcibly. They were face-to-face, almost clinging to each other.

If he slightly lowered his head, he would be able to kiss her.

Their postures were quite ambiguous.

Florence blushed in embarrassment. There were still others watching. She couldn’t understand why Ernest could behave in such an embarrassing way.

She was so eager to break free from his grip. “Mr. Hawkins, please let go of me. We can talk in peace.”

“Talking in peace? Will you behave yourself?” Ernest spoke, stressing each syllable. When he was speaking, almost all the hot breath he inhaled went on Florence’s face, ambiguous and seductive.

The strength that his arms wrapping her waist kept increasing. His embrace was so tight that Florence could only cling to him, almost melting in his body.

They almost became one.

Florence blushed while her heart hammered. With a blank mind, she nodded in a panic.

“I’ll behave myself. I’m always obedient.”

‘Obedient?’ Ernest reechoed her answer inwardly.

If she was truly obedient, how could she come to City N without informing him? In two or three days, she could pester a man who she just got to know.

If she were obedient, there wouldn’t be any disobedient woman in this world.

Ernest gazed at Florence, but he didn’t call her bluff.

He lowered his head, and his sexy thin lips kissed her on her forehead gently.

He said in a deep and charming voice, “I like your obedience.”

As if she was struck by the electricity, Florence felt her whole body weak and numb. Her face was so red that it looked as if it would bleed.

wondered how this man could be so seductive, just

other two men were watching

aside. Suddenly he felt so fed up while watching the

his fists, he tried

reminded himself to remain gentle and

turned around and walked into the studio.

at Reynold’s receding figure, and he could feel that Reynold was

Reynold was feeling sad

shop owner pitied Reynold.

throat and said to Ernest and Florence politely, “This

face. She kept her head

his

design when they walked in. As soon as he saw them

some professional things. You can’t understand those designs or my lecture. I guess you would feel quite bored. I’ve asked someone to prepare the coffee for you in the lounge. Would you like to sit there and

pointed at the lounge not far from where they

a good environment. A young

Everything was ready.

he wouldn’t reject other’s

all. He looked at

which almost pissed Florence off, “I drink the coffee only made

disliked that

in his words

felt a pang in his

said it on purpose. Was he showing off that Florence would make him coffee? What was so great about it? Reynold believed that the relationship between Florence and

he didn’t like Ernest, he had to allow Ernest

quite serious about his work. He started to

Reynold’s side. When they were looking at something together, they

were so close to

you

over and stood

steps back to leave Ernest some

looked at Ernest in confusion, wondering since when he had become so interested in

and him that had been shortened by Florence by accident

was quite certain that

introduce the design. However, he didn’t look so friendly or enthusiastic as

looked quite interested and focused, Florence looked as if she was just