My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

However, they had something else to do now.

Ernest said, “Go straighten up yourself. We’ll go to the sample studio later.”

“What?” Florence asked in surprise, “Are we chosen to visit the sample studio?”

There were all designed clothes for the whole fashion show. Could she look at them closely? She could even meet the designers and talk to them, couldn’t she?

Florence had never expected that she would be so lucky.

Ernest hesitated and answered, “Sort of.”

He meant yes.

However, Florence sensed something fishy when looking at his hesitant face.

She guessed that Ernest had used his power to get in by the back door.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so lucky.

Since they could go there, Florence didn’t care that much. She wouldn’t waste such a good chance.

Immediately, she got off the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

While walking, she said, “I’ll be ready soon.”

Perhaps Ernest wanted Florence to sleep in longer, he didn’t wake her up much earlier before two o’clock. There were only less than twenty minutes left.

Florence checked the time and straightened herself as fast as she could.

It didn’t take her much time to fix her makeup, but it was more troublesome to put the evening dress back on.

Florence put on the dress in difficulty, but she found a problem that brought her a migraine.

The dress was well-designed with high quality, but the back of the dress needed to be tied up. She couldn’t do it herself why twisting her hands. There must be someone to help her.

In the morning, she asked a coworker for help, but now...

Ernest was the only one in the room besides her.

Should she ask him for help?

helped her tie up the belts, her heart couldn’t help

ask him for help, she couldn’t go out in this

or three valuable minutes, Florence could tell that there wouldn’t be enough time left. Gritting her teeth, she pulled the

Mr. Hawkins, could you do me a favor,

had already put his suit jacket on and straightened

head poked from the bathroom. “What can

was a bit reddened. “The back of my dress needs to be

Ernest agreed

be embarrassed

her mind and pulled the

his tall and strong body entered

back to him,

red, standing upright in

belt back and forth tightly,

still gave him detailed instructions. After all, for a superior man like Ernest, he might never have tied the dress belt

the thought of it, Florence felt that she was so

if she didn’t feel so embarrassed and nervous as she should have a great sense of

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

gaze fell on Florence’s

from his angle, he still could see part of her fair and tender

part of her back was exposed, and he could faintly see it, but it still brought him a different

darkened,

face, his fingers fell on the belt at

bold to ask him to do such a thing? He wondered if he had been spoiling her too much recently so she didn’t treat him as

have sex

an indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily at

he was lowering his head, she could still see the serious look

quite solemnly,

scene, Florence felt it was a

was becoming

was the first time that Ernest was doing such kind of thing. He didn’t have any skills at all. When

her skin, Florence felt as if it set up a fire on her back. She felt the burning heat on the part with a

heat flow surged in

her back and her heart hammered so violently that it

the biggest mistake that she had decided to ask Ernest to help her tie the belt.

clenched her fingers. She tried her best