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.

how this man could be so seductive, just like an

other two men

standing aside. Suddenly he felt so fed up while

he tried hard to suppress his desire to vent

to remain gentle

look, he turned around and walked into

mid-aged shop owner looked at Reynold’s receding figure, and he could

because Reynold

owner

said to Ernest and

She kept her head low, feeling

her in his arms, looking quite

they walked in. As

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

said, Reynold pointed at the lounge

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

Everything was ready.

wouldn’t reject other’s

didn’t care at all.

something in a calm voice, which almost pissed Florence off, “I drink the coffee only

disliked that coffee deliberately made

was speaking, the implication in his words also told Reynold that

suddenly felt a pang

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 him was getting better. Probably

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

quite serious about his work. He started to

at something together, they both would approach it,

were so close to each other, he looked

could you tell

walked over and stood between Reynold

had to take a few steps back to leave

looked at Ernest in confusion, wondering since when he

between Florence and him that had been shortened by Florence by accident became longer

certain that Ernest had

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

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