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

what to do. She wanted to 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 out that she immediately swallowed back the words at the tip of her

her hands on her waist, hinting at her to

Ernest meant - he asked her

doctor truly came over, how could Ernest

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

clothes. I’ll call the doctor. He should be here in ten

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

stepped out, Stanford let out a

at his phone in surprise and

He wondered what happened.

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

wrong,

“I don’t have a signal here. I’ll go out and make the call. Stay still and

finishing his words, Stanford immediately strode

She couldn’t come back to her senses

left just like

That was great!

quilt in excitement. “My brother is gone. Hurry

herself under the quilt. Then she was startled, her

let out an ashamed scream,

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

his tall and strong body on hers, full of strength but

gaped at him. She blushed,

soon as her brother had just gone, Ernest kissed her

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

palms pressed against

eyes, a touch of a smile appearing

time now. How about

Next time?

the appointment for having sex with her next

extremely ashamed. She had never known that Ernest

and just go. My brother will

so. It would at least take him twenty minutes