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.

should she do? What should she

Right then, the warm palms under her quilt suddenly pressed on her waist. Florence was so freaked

Florence, Ernest waved her hands on her waist, hinting at her

but she immediately understood what Ernest meant -

came over, how could Ernest be

was flustered, but she couldn’t find a better way. By instinct, she trusted Ernest, so

“Put on your clothes. I’ll call the doctor. He should be

out of her room, pulled out

out, Stanford let

in surprise and couldn’t believe there was

He wondered what happened.

special base station around their villa. Usually, the signal was pretty strong. However, he couldn’t find

wrong,

don’t have a signal here. I’ll go out and make the

words, Stanford

figure, Florence gaped. She couldn’t

left

That was great!

the quilt in excitement. “My brother is gone.

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

let out an ashamed

lips with his thin lips,

pressed his tall and strong body on hers,

gaped at him. She blushed,

as her brother had just gone, Ernest kissed her again, and

have enough time...” Florence

palms pressed against Ernest’s

at her with his flaming eyes, a touch of a

time now. How about next

Next time?

if he was making the appointment for having sex with

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

and just go. My brother

think so. It would at least take him twenty minutes before coming