My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

As soon as Stanford approached, Florence felt more nervous.

Right then, Ernest was under her quilt. His figure was so big, and he couldn’t be covered completely. If Stanford got closer, he would find the abnormality pretty easily.

In a panic, Florence shook her head to dodge Stanford’s reached-out hand.

“I might be on fever.”

As she spoke, Florence put her hand on her forehead and pretended to be haggard. “It’s a little hot. I want to nap for a moment.”

“You are on fever. You must see the doctor.”

Stanford frowned, looking at Florence’s naked arms in dissatisfaction.

It was getting colder but she didn’t put on enough clothes. No wonder she got a cold.

“Get up. Let me take you to see a doctor.”

As he spoke, Stanford strode over to her closet, found her a long-sleeved blouse and trousers, and put them on her bed.

Florence was taken aback for a moment. It wouldn’t take her much longer time to put on the clothes. Stanford would be waiting for her outside the room. Since he was so alerted, once Ernest climbed out, he would hear the sound and found Ernest.

She couldn’t take the risk, so she wanted to send Stanford away immediately.

“Stanford, I don’t want to see the doctor. I’m not feeling well. I’m so weakened. I just want to take a nap.”

Florence looked at Stanford pitifully. Her eyes were half squinted, looking as if she were so sleepy.

Stanford frowned more deeply.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said solemnly, “You must see the doctor, or your sickness will get worse. You can take a nap after seeing the doctor. Well, I’ll ask the doctor to come over.”

Florence hadn’t expected that Stanford wouldn’t only leave her room after she pretended so but also call another person to come over.

If the doctor came over, Ernest would be definitely found in her quilt.

Florence’s face became as reddish as an apple. She became extremely anxious.

she do? What should she

make an excuse to lie to Stanford and ask him not to call over the doctor. Right then, the warm palms under her quilt suddenly pressed on her waist. Florence was so freaked

Ernest waved her hands on her waist,

so tense, but she immediately understood what Ernest meant - he

came over,

but she couldn’t find a better way. By instinct, she trusted Ernest, so she could only nod at

clothes. I’ll call the doctor. He

spoke, he walked out of her room, pulled out his cell phone, and started to

stepped out, Stanford let out

surprise and couldn’t believe there was no signal

He wondered what happened.

the signal was pretty strong. However, he couldn’t find any signal today at

wrong, Stanford squinted

a ruby face, frowning. He said, “I don’t have a

finishing his words, Stanford immediately

quickly receding figure, Florence gaped. She couldn’t come

he left just like

That was great!

excitement. “My brother is gone.

her words, she noticed herself under the quilt.

out an

her scream sounded, Ernest sealed her lips with his thin lips,

body on

She blushed, and her heart

Ernest kissed her again, and she

Please don’t. We don’t have enough time...” Florence said in

against Ernest’s shoulders

eyes, a touch

don’t have time now. How about

Next time?

the appointment for having sex with

instant, Florence was extremely ashamed. She had never known that Ernest could

pushed him away. “Hurry up and just

so. It would at least take him twenty