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...

She didn’t think she would be with Ernest in the

more decisive about her thoughts. Florence tightened her hands holding the brown

out a room card from her

was also a president suite. I think it’s just

on

“I enjoy staying here.”

have the

It was not the result that she wanted. She reached her hand to hold the room card further, trying to press

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

“What if I don’t?”

His tone was deeper,

the foreshadow of his

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

She didn’t have the guts to force him or piss

Florence realized that it would be impossible for him to move out. She thought for a moment and

away the room card, smiling

you like staying here, you can continue. It’s all right for me to move into another

the suites in this hotel. She didn’t mind

she spoke, Florence stood up and planned to pack her luggage. However, Ernest

the sofa, and then his tall and strong body

handsome face was completely darkened just like the sky before a

so eager to stay

if it was squeezed between

heart couldn’t help but tighten. Looking at

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

stay in the

For a moment, she didn’t find the

not inconvenient, but it

approached closer to

onto her face when he spoke, “We’ve been staying together in City N

staying, sleeping, and eating with Ernest. They clung to each other for almost twenty hours a day, even more