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?

tie up the belts, her heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. Her breath

him for help, she couldn’t go out in

could tell that there wouldn’t be enough time left. Gritting her

Mr. Hawkins, could you

already put his suit jacket on and straightened

head poked from the

of my dress needs to be tied up. I can’t do it myself. Could you help me do

agreed immediately, looking quite

be

and pulled the

the bathroom. As soon as his tall and strong

was standing in front of the full-length mirror with her back to him, but she could

face turned red,

pull the belt back and forth

a superior man like Ernest,

it, Florence felt that

feel so embarrassed and nervous as she should have

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

gaze fell

still could see part

faintly see it, but it still

darkened, his breath

fell on

be so bold to ask him to do such a thing? He wondered if he had

have sex with her at

was standing straight in an indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily at the reflection of the man in

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

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

the scene, Florence felt

her face kept turning red. Her body was becoming more and

didn’t have any skills at all. When he tried to pull the belt tightly, his fingers always touched

as if it set up a fire on her back. She felt the burning heat on

surged in Florence’s

her back and

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

her fingers. She tried her best to endure those feelings