My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Since Ernest was not a person to be trifled with, Phoebe quickly pulled open the door and asked in a surprised tone, “Mr… Mr. Hawkins, why are you here?”

Ernest didn’t spare a glance at her. He glanced around the room and asked in a cold voice, “Where’s Florence?”

It sounded like an order from a noble and overbearing emperor.

Phoebe involuntarily pointed at the bathroom and said, “She’s in the bathroom.”

Ernest didn’t intend to avert arousing awkwardness and directly headed towards the bathroom.

Florence was taking a shower in the bathroom, plus that she was disturbed, she didn’t hear the commotions outside of the bathroom.

When she finished it, she finally realized that she forgot to bring in her bath towel.

“Phoebe, can you hear me? Can you please bring my bath towel to me?” Florence shouted.

After a short while, the door of the bathroom was pushed open and someone handed Florence a white bath towel.

Florence reached out to take the towel, but when she looked up, she saw the man who was standing at the door nobly.

“Ah!!!” Florence screamed hysterically.

Phoebe covered her ears with her hands with a bitter expression.

Flory oh Flory, I also wanted to stop him, but Mr. Hawkins’s aura was so horrifying. I couldn’t stop him; moreover, I didn’t dare to stop him.

Florence screamed for a few seconds and she couldn’t react.

She was naked now. Oh gosh, why Ernest suddenly appeared in Phoebe’s bathroom?

Florence’s face was crimson red. She desperately tried to cover her breasts and her pussy while scolding, “Get out of here.”

But Ernest still stood there and stared at her.

Her good figure and fair skin was fully exposed under the light as she was naked now.

A single glance was enough to trigger his sexual desire.

He would not have such a reaction if it was the other woman.

Florence was special for him and she could only be his woman!

Ernest moved his lips and said slowly, “I have to watch you, coz I’m afraid that you’ll run away again.”

was a touch of seriousness and ferocity in his

like he came here to get even

time to talk about this! Why didn’t he feel

now. I need to dress myself.” Florence urged

stretched the bath towel, “Why didn’t you negotiate with me when you ran away from my house? Now I don’t necessarily

Florence was rendered speechless.

and didn’t know how to

several centimeters away from her and his tall figure dwarfed

covered the bath towel on her body. It was supposed to be an awkward scene, but he did it so naturally and

in the bathroom was so cold and

he

sentence from between her teeth, “My bad. But we’re now in Phoebe’s home. Let’s talk about it when I put on my

Phoebe would probably complain about this to her for many

it hard to be tough to her when

coming in again if you don’t come out in two

finishing the words, he

bathroom, he curled his lips into

informing him, did she consider about his feelings? But he made concession to her again and again because he valued her feelings

would she have

illusion that she was not at her home,

have a seat please. Er, Flory called me just now and asked

the explanation, Phoebe hurriedly ran towards her

vent his anger, nor did she want to be accused of spiriting away Mr. Hawkins’

bathroom. When she heard

Phoebe, who would appreciate his handsome face, just wanted to keep away

would break into the bathroom again, Florence quickly dressed herself and then

the small

with coldness written all

at the moment, he

took a deep breath and then walked towards him,

at her, trying to suppress his anger, “Come

acted obediently, he could pass over her mistake

When she moved out of his house, she had made up her mind that she would not come

said resolutely and seriously, “Mr. Hawkins, I feel good to live

Good!

was still challenging

stood up and leaned towards Florence, “Tell me why. Why are