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?

up the belts,

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

there wouldn’t be enough time

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suit jacket on and straightened himself up.

to look at her head poked from the bathroom. “What can I do for

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

Ernest agreed

couldn’t be

up her mind and pulled

and

mirror with her back to him, but she could see

red, standing upright

pull the belt back and forth tightly, and then

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

of it, Florence

be wonderful if she didn’t feel so embarrassed and nervous as she

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

calm gaze fell on Florence’s

to her dress, from his angle, he still could see part

back was exposed, and he could faintly see

darkened, his

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

so bold to ask him to do such a thing? He wondered if he had been spoiling her too much recently

wanted to have sex with her at

straight in an indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily

head, she could still

as if he was doing something quite solemnly, and he

at the scene, Florence felt

body was becoming more and

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

set up a fire on her back. She felt the burning heat on the part with

flow surged in Florence’s body

more and more. She almost couldn’t bear the feelings from her back

Ernest to help her tie the belt.

nervously clenched her fingers. She tried her best