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

the other two men were watching

gaped at them, standing aside. Suddenly he felt so fed up while watching the two

he tried hard to suppress his desire

to

around and walked into the

receding figure, and he

because Reynold was feeling sad as

owner pitied Reynold.

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

with a blushed face. She kept her head low, feeling too

in his arms, looking

a design when they walked in. As soon as

teach Florence some professional things. You can’t understand those designs or my lecture. I guess you would feel quite bored. I’ve asked someone

said, Reynold pointed at the lounge not far from where they were

with a good environment. A young waitress was

Everything was ready.

an ordinary person, he wouldn’t reject other’s

Ernest didn’t care at all.

calm voice, which almost pissed Florence off, “I drink

he implied that he disliked

in his words also

a

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 him was getting better. Probably

he didn’t like Ernest, he had to

was quite serious about his work. He started to introduce

were looking at something together, they both would approach it, so they would get

was standing next to them. Looking at the two who were so

also interested in this part. Mr. Myron, could you tell me

walked over and stood between Reynold

had to take a few steps back to leave Ernest some

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

that had

certain that Ernest had done it

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

quite interested and focused, Florence