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.

this man could be so seductive, just like an

other two men

gaped at them, standing aside. Suddenly he felt so

upset. Clenching his fists, he tried hard to suppress his desire

reminded himself to remain

and walked into the studio. He didn’t wait

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

Reynold was feeling

mid-aged shop owner pitied

his throat and said to Ernest and Florence politely, “This

face. She kept her head low,

in his arms, looking quite

design when they walked in. As soon as he saw

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

the lounge not far from where they were

lounge was quite unsophisticated with a good environment. A young waitress was putting down a cup of coffee and some

Everything was ready.

person, he wouldn’t reject

all. He looked at Florence

pissed Florence off, “I drink

implied that he disliked that coffee deliberately made by

his

felt a

showing off that Florence would make him coffee? What was so great about it? Reynold believed that the relationship between Florence and him was getting better. Probably Florence would

couldn’t do anything. Although he didn’t like Ernest, he

work. He started to introduce the designs to Florence and gave her

together,

two who were so close to each other,

could you tell me more about it as well?” said

he walked over and stood

to take a few steps back to leave

confusion, wondering since when he had become so

the distance between Florence and him that had been shortened by

that Ernest had

Reynold continued to introduce the design. However, he didn’t look so friendly or

he was teaching Florence mainly. With Ernest, who looked quite interested and focused, Florence looked as