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?

soon as Florence thought of the scene that Ernest helped her tie up the belts, her heart couldn’t help but skip

didn’t ask him for help, she couldn’t go

another two or three valuable minutes, Florence could tell that there wouldn’t be

Mr. Hawkins, could you do me

jacket on and straightened himself up. He looked noble

to look at her head poked from

be tied up. I

Ernest agreed immediately,

be embarrassed

mind and

soon as his tall and strong body entered

mirror with her back to him, but she could see

face turned red,

the belt back and forth tightly, and

instructions. After all, for a superior man like Ernest, he might

thought of it, Florence felt that she

so embarrassed and nervous as she should have a great

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

gaze fell on

her dress, from his angle, he still could

part of her back was exposed, and he could faintly see it,

were darkened, his breath

tightened handsome face, his fingers fell on the belt at her

He wondered if he had been spoiling her too much recently so she

to have sex with her

looking uneasily at the reflection of

was standing behind her. Although he was lowering his head, she could still see the serious look

as if he was doing something quite solemnly, and he didn’t look ambiguous

when looking at the scene, Florence felt it was a

turning red. Her body was becoming more and more tightened,

time that Ernest was doing such kind of thing. He didn’t have any skills at all. When he tried to pull the belt tightly, his fingers always

it set up a fire on her back. She felt

surged in Florence’s

the feelings from her back

had decided to ask Ernest to help her tie the belt. During this process,

secret and nervously clenched her fingers. She tried her best to endure those feelings so that she didn’t