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?

scene that Ernest helped her tie up the belts,

for help, she couldn’t go out in

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

could you do me

suit jacket on and straightened himself

tilted to look at her head poked from the bathroom. “What

reddened. “The back of my dress needs to be tied up. I can’t do it myself. Could you help

agreed immediately, looking

couldn’t be

mind and pulled the bathroom door

bathroom. As soon as his tall and strong body

the full-length mirror with her back to him, but she

turned red, standing

belt back and forth tightly, and then make a

a difficult job, Florence still gave him detailed instructions. After all, for a superior man like Ernest, he

thought of it, Florence felt that

feel so embarrassed and nervous as she should have

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

fell on Florence’s

to her dress, from his angle, he still could

could faintly see it, but it still

darkened,

tightened handsome face, his fingers fell on the belt at

thing? He wondered if he had been spoiling her too much recently so she didn’t

truly wanted to have sex

in an indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily

still see the serious look on his face because

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

Florence felt it

kept turning red. Her body was becoming more and

at all. When he tried to pull the belt tightly, his fingers always touched the skin on her

skin, Florence felt as if it set up a fire on her back.

unfamiliar heat flow surged in Florence’s body

the feelings from her back and her heart hammered so violently that it seemed to jump out from her

she had decided to ask Ernest to help her tie

her fingers. She tried her best