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

to call over the doctor. Right then, the warm palms under her quilt suddenly pressed on her waist.

on her waist, hinting at her to

immediately understood what Ernest meant - he

truly came over, how could Ernest

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

call the

of her room, pulled out his cell

Stanford

and couldn’t believe there was no

He wondered what happened.

Usually, the signal was pretty strong. However, he couldn’t find any signal today at all. He even couldn’t dial out the phone

something wrong,

“I don’t have a signal here.

words, Stanford immediately

gaped. She couldn’t come

he left

That was great!

excitement. “My

herself under the quilt. Then she

let out

sounded, Ernest sealed her lips with his thin lips, making her swallow her

strong body on hers, full of

him. She blushed,

her brother had just gone, Ernest

don’t. We don’t have enough time...”

palms pressed against Ernest’s

eyes, a touch of a smile appearing on his

don’t have time now. How

Next time?

making the appointment for having

had never known that Ernest could be so

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

take him twenty minutes