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

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

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

Mr. Hawkins, could you

and straightened himself up. He looked

at her head poked from the

needs to be tied up.

Ernest agreed

couldn’t be embarrassed

her mind and

tall and strong body entered it,

back to him,

face turned red,

and forth tightly, and

instructions. After all, for a superior man like Ernest, he might never

the thought of it, Florence felt that she

embarrassed and nervous as she should have a

“Okay,” Ernest answered gently.

gaze fell

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

her back was exposed, and he could faintly see it, but it

were darkened,

tightened handsome face, his fingers fell on

do such a thing? He wondered if he had been

truly wanted to have sex with her at

indescribable nervousness, looking uneasily at

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

behaved as if he was doing something quite solemnly, and he didn’t

when looking at the scene, Florence felt

face kept turning red. Her body was becoming more and more tightened, feeling so

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 always

his slightly cold finger touched her skin, Florence felt as if it set up a fire on her back. She felt

heat flow surged in

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

biggest mistake that she had decided to ask Ernest to help her tie the belt. During this process,

bit her lower lip in secret and nervously clenched her fingers. She tried her best to endure those feelings so that she didn’t show any weirdness on