My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence felt so guilty, and her mind was in a mess.

Holding the bag of sanitary pads, she trotted into the bathroom and hid.

Sitting on the toilet, Florence was flustered and lost in thought. Ernest had been so nice to her, but she wanted to kick him out. She wondered if that would be too impolite.

She felt a bit sorry.

However, she believed that they didn’t have an actual relationship. If they continued staying in the same room, others would misunderstand them. She couldn’t be so soft-hearted just because she was feeling guilty at this moment.

She believed that they must stay in separate rooms.

Florence inhaled deeply and cheered herself up. Then she walked out decisively.

Ernest was sitting on the sofa. A bowl of brown sugar water that was still hot was placed on the table in front of him.

Looking at her, he frowned slightly. “Why did you stay there for so long? Are you not feeling well?”

Florence looked away and didn’t have the guts to meet Ernest’s eyes.

Ernest thought that she was shy. Pressing his lips, he reached out and pulled her to sit down next to him.

Then, he handed the warm brown sugar water to her naturally.

“Drink it.”

The brown sugar water was quite warm. With the bowl in her hand, Florence felt flustered.

This was the first time that she took the brown sugar water prepared by someone else. When she was with Grayson before, he was never so careful.

At that time, she thought it was normal for Grayson not to know such things since he was a son from a rich family.

However, Ernest was far more superior than Grayson was, and Ernest could be so careful and considerate.

Comparing them, Florence realized how bad her taste in men was in the past. How could she be with Grayson for such a long time?

While Ernest...

stopped her wild mind immediately. She didn’t think she would be with Ernest in the future, so she shouldn’t continue

her thoughts. Florence tightened her hands holding

from her

in the hotel, which was also a president suite. I think it’s just in time,

expression on his face changing

“I enjoy staying here.”

have the

that she wanted. She reached her hand to hold the room card further,

a president suite, just like this one. There’s no difference in its environment and condition. It would be more convenient for you to stay

“What if I don’t?”

gazed at Florence. His tone was

the foreshadow of his mood

off. In that case, it would be totally hopeless for him to

have

a while, Florence realized that it would be impossible for him

put away the room

It’s all right for me

were both the suites in this hotel.

up and planned to pack her luggage. However, Ernest pulled her

then his tall and strong body pressed

completely darkened just like the sky before a

to stay separately with

quite low as if it was squeezed

Looking at Ernest, she almost

to answer, “I just... It would be more convenient for us if we

we stay in the

For a moment, she didn’t find the

was not inconvenient, but it was not

approached closer

in a low voice, and the hot breath was sprayed onto her face when he spoke, “We’ve been staying together in City N for a long

with Ernest. They clung