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.

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.

hands on her waist,

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

the doctor truly came over, how

way. By instinct, she trusted Ernest, so she could only nod at

Stanford said, “Put on your clothes. I’ll call the doctor. He

room, pulled out his cell phone, and started

he stepped out, Stanford

looked at his phone in surprise and couldn’t believe

He wondered what happened.

was a special base station around their villa. Usually, the signal was pretty strong. However, he couldn’t find any signal today at all. He even

something wrong, Stanford

at Florence who was with a ruby face, frowning. He said, “I don’t have a signal

words, Stanford

gaped. She couldn’t come back to her senses at

left

That was great!

in excitement. “My brother is gone. Hurry

she could finish her words, she noticed herself under the quilt. Then she

even let out an ashamed

with his thin lips, making

pressed his tall and strong body on hers,

gaped at him. She blushed,

gone, Ernest kissed her again, and she was completely

don’t. We don’t have enough

palms pressed against

with his flaming eyes, a touch of a smile

have time now. How about next

Next time?

wondered if he was making the appointment for having

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

embarrassed, she pushed him away. “Hurry up and just go. My brother

take him twenty minutes before coming