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.

out and feigned ignorance, Ernest still didn’t do anything to her in the end. Not even a single punishment.

the last time something like that was

red. Only she herself knew very well how unwilling she was to

end, no matter how good Ernest’s intentions were, a lie was still a lie. Nothing could change the fact that she was used. He

call to Stanford to send a set of clothing over, but she chanced upon a

there by

as meticulous and attention to detail

Finally, she picked up her phone and said, “Hey, I was too drunk since last

new set of clothes and hurried

and placed his hand on her

he noticed a kiss imprint

instantly, his expression changed. His face was so dark that it was terrifying, and his sharp gaze was dripped in

“Who was it?”

“What?”

immediately her face blushed.

I want to get a change.”

over the clothes and was about to flee, but she was

kill that bastard who had laid his hands

as she

not like what you are thinking. He didn’t do anything to me last night, and

clothes are gone, and you have kiss marks all over you. Do you really

he continued, “Flory, tell me, who is the one bullying you? I will definitely get back at him for you.” He was going

redder, “But, last night, I…” She didn’t know how to continue, “It was me who

loss for words at

to decipher what he was thinking from the

Florence for some time before seemingly squeezing out these words, “But he still can’t do that kind of thing

diminishing, “He didn’t

woke up this morning, she didn’t feel like she was violated in any

though they were engaged in such activity, Ernest was

really interested in

feelings of bitterness and

expression of disbelief. Was his sister… feeling sad for not being

Cough, cough.

to Europe, there will be so many good-looking man. You can get any type that you want. I will make sure

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