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.

Not even a single punishment. He even cared for her the whole night. In fact, he

bad that it was most probably the last time something like that was going

eyes sting and became red. Only she herself knew very well how unwilling she was to give up

still a lie. Nothing could change the fact that she

planned to make a call to Stanford to send a set of clothing over, but she chanced upon a brand new set of

was left there by Ernest for

and attention

I was too drunk since last night and I was in a hotel now. My clothes were dirtied. Can you send

set of clothes

room, he marched towards Florence and placed his hand on her shoulder. He

he noticed a kiss imprint on Florence’s

that it was terrifying, and his sharp gaze was dripped in

“Who was it?”

“What?”

minute to reach to his words, and immediately her face blushed. She hastily covered her

nothing. I want to get a

about to flee, but she was

going to kill that bastard who had laid his hands on

as she saw how riled

are thinking. He didn’t do anything to

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

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

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

a loss for words at this

what he was thinking from

Florence for some time before seemingly squeezing out these words,

was diminishing, “He didn’t actually lay his hands on me.”

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

engaged in such activity, Ernest was still very

interested in her. He just didn’t have any desire for

head dejectedly, with feelings of bitterness and

of disbelief. Was his sister…

Cough, cough.

there will be so many good-looking man. You

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