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?

as Florence thought of the scene that Ernest helped her tie up the belts, her heart couldn’t help but skip a beat. Her breath was

help, she couldn’t go out

or three valuable minutes, Florence could tell that there wouldn’t be enough time

you do me a favor,

jacket on and

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

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

course,” Ernest agreed immediately, looking quite

be embarrassed

mind and pulled the bathroom door

over into the bathroom. As soon as his tall and strong body entered it, the bathroom

back to him, but she could see

turned red,

pull the belt back and forth tightly, and then

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

Florence felt that she was

and nervous as

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

fell on

to her dress, from his angle, he still could see part of her fair and tender skin and the beautiful curve on

exposed, and he could faintly see

darkened, his breath becoming

a tightened handsome face, his fingers fell

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

truly wanted to have sex with her

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

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

quite solemnly, and he didn’t look

scene, Florence felt it was

was becoming more and

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

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

surged in Florence’s body

more. She almost couldn’t bear the feelings from her back and her heart hammered so violently that it seemed to jump out

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

tried her best to endure those