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.

could be so seductive, just

two men were watching

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

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

himself to remain gentle and

turned around and walked into the studio. He didn’t

Reynold’s receding figure, and he could feel that

might be because Reynold was feeling sad

shop owner

his throat and said to

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

his

a design when they walked in.

those were all design works. I’ll also teach Florence some professional things. You can’t understand those designs or my lecture. I guess you would feel quite bored.

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

the lounge was quite unsophisticated with a good environment. A young waitress was

Everything was ready.

ordinary person, he wouldn’t reject other’s kindness in such

Ernest didn’t care at all. He looked

which almost pissed Florence off,

he implied that he disliked that coffee deliberately made

the implication in his words also told Reynold that

suddenly felt a pang in

great about it?

anything. Although he didn’t like Ernest, he

about his work. He started to introduce the designs

Reynold’s side. When they were looking at something together, they both would approach it,

them. Looking at the two who were so close to each other, he

you tell me more about it as well?”

and stood

take a few steps back to

since when he had

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

was quite certain that Ernest

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

who looked quite interested and