My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Chapter 354: It’s Me Who Is Pestering Him

Was it a sense of reliance? Whatever Florence had done last night did indeed shake Ernest up from within. He even started to doubt what he was doing.

However, after she became sober, her attitude finally extinguished all rays of hope still lingering in his heart feebly.

“She was drunk. Can’t take her seriously while she’s like that.”

Ernest’s baritone sounded. It sounded like he was either replying to Timothy or just telling himself that.

Everything that had happened last night was like a ridiculous dream.

Timothy frowned, “But…”

“She already has a boyfriend.”

Ernest cut him off curtly, and his eyes took on a menacing glow. However, underneath that facade, all that he was feeling was a melancholic sensation.

He wouldn’t force her to go according to his will. If he were to let go of her, then she would really be free.

Timothy watched Ernest’s distant yet lonely back, and he could only let out a sigh.

Florence only came back to her senses a little after Ernest was gone.

In the room, Ernest’s scent was still lingering in between the sheets. However, the source of that sensation was all but gone, like the wind.

Everything that was left behind in this room would only aggravate Florence’s pain and suffering.

She took in a deep breath, and it felt like she needed a lot to push back that overwhelming emotion churning inside her. She then headed to the bathroom to wash up.

The moment she entered the bathroom, she saw that suit which was now in the trash can.

There was a visible stain on that suit.

It was her work from last night.

Florence felt her temples jolt, and she only started to feel fear now at the fact that she had vomited all over Ernest. It was a miracle that she was still alive after that ordeal.

And when memories about her feigning ignorance in the bathroom last night came rushing back, Florence felt herself engulfed in more and more intense embarrassment.

even a single punishment. He even cared for her the whole night. In fact, he treated her…

probably the last time something like that

and became red. Only she herself knew very well how

the fact that she was used. He was never that caring and loving about her in the first place.

of clothing over, but she chanced upon a brand new set of

there by

as meticulous and attention to

her phone and said, “Hey, I was too drunk since last night and I was in a hotel now. My clothes were dirtied. Can you send over

new set of clothes and

entering the room, he marched towards Florence and placed his hand on her shoulder. He was studying her thoroughly.

noticed a kiss

expression changed. His face was so dark that it was terrifying, and his sharp

“Who was it?”

“What?”

immediately her face blushed. She hastily covered

I want to get a change.”

took over the clothes and was about to flee, but

going to kill that bastard who had laid his

terrified as she saw how riled up Stanford

thinking. He didn’t do anything to

all over you. Do you really expect me to believe you that nothing had really happened?”

sounded more and more worked up as he continued, “Flory, tell me, who is the one bullying you?

didn’t know how to continue, “It was me who

a loss for words at this

he was thinking from the look on his

some time before seemingly squeezing out these words, “But he still can’t

Florence’s voice was diminishing, “He didn’t actually lay his hands

ended yesterday, but when she woke up this morning, she didn’t feel like she was violated in

though they were engaged in such activity,

could also interpreted it as him not being really interested in her.

with feelings of bitterness

to morph into an expression of disbelief. Was his sister… feeling sad for not being able to go

Cough, cough.

good-looking man. You can

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