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...

be with Ernest in the future,

tightened her hands holding the brown sugar

a room card from her handbag, handing it

to be a vacant room in the hotel, which was also a president suite. I think it’s just in

at the room card, the expression on his face changing slightly. He directly ignored

“I enjoy staying here.”

have the

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

There’s no difference in its environment and condition. It would

“What if I don’t?”

His tone

was the foreshadow of his

pissed off. In that case, it would

was still afraid of Ernest. She didn’t have

Florence realized that it would be impossible for him

the room

staying here, you can continue. It’s all right for

were both the suites in this hotel. She didn’t mind staying

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

sofa, and then his tall and

darkened just like the sky

so eager to stay separately with

voice was quite low as if it was squeezed between

help but tighten. Looking at Ernest,

It would be more convenient for us if we stay in different

it inconvenient if we stay in the same room?”

mind blank. For a moment, she didn’t find

inconvenient, but it was

approached closer to

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

staying, sleeping, and eating with Ernest. They clung