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?

her tie up the belts,

him for help, she couldn’t go out

tell that there wouldn’t be

could you do

jacket on and straightened himself up. He looked noble

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

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

agreed

be

made up her mind and pulled the

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

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

red, standing

the belt back and forth tightly, and then make

for a superior man like Ernest, he might never have tied the dress belt for a girl

Florence

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

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

fell on Florence’s

from his angle, he still could

he could faintly see it,

darkened, his breath

face, his fingers fell

bold to ask him to do such a thing? He wondered if

truly wanted to have sex with her at

looking uneasily at the reflection of the man in

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

if he was doing something quite solemnly, and he

scene, Florence felt it was

Her body was becoming more

the first 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

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

unfamiliar heat flow surged in Florence’s

almost couldn’t bear the feelings from her back and her heart

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

her fingers. She tried her best to endure those