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?

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

ask him for help, she couldn’t go out in this

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

Hawkins, could you

suit jacket on and straightened himself up. He

poked from the bathroom. “What can

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

agreed immediately, looking

be embarrassed

made up her mind and

soon as his tall and strong body entered it, the

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

turned red, standing

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 might never have tied the dress belt for a girl

it, Florence

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

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

calm gaze fell

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

back was exposed, and he could faintly see it, but it still brought him a different

were darkened, his breath becoming

his fingers fell on

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

have sex with

in an indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily at the reflection of

she could still

he was doing something quite solemnly, and

looking at the scene, Florence felt it was a beautiful

red. Her body was becoming more and more

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

a fire on her back. She felt the burning

flow surged

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

that it was the biggest mistake that she had decided to ask Ernest to help

in secret and nervously clenched her fingers. She tried her best to endure those