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?

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

Ernest waved her hands on her waist,

Ernest

doctor truly came over, how could Ernest

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

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

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

out, Stanford let out a

at his phone in surprise and couldn’t

He wondered what happened.

was pretty strong. However, he couldn’t find any signal today at all. He even couldn’t

wrong,

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

his words, Stanford

figure, Florence gaped. She couldn’t come

come he left just

That was great!

lifted the quilt in excitement. “My brother is

under the quilt. Then she was

out an

scream sounded, Ernest sealed her lips with his

strong body on hers, full of strength but

him. She blushed, and her

Ernest kissed her again, and

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

against

her with his flaming eyes, a touch

have time now. How

Next time?

was making the appointment for having sex with

had never known

away. “Hurry up and just go.

It would at least take him twenty minutes before coming