My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Under Ernest’s gaze, Florence felt so uneasy.

She urged him shyly, “Hurry up and go. My brother is coming back soon.”

Ernest checked the time on his cell phone. He picked up the blouse from the bed and approached Florence. “Still early. Put it on.”

Although Stanford was her brother, Ernest was still quite unhappy because Stanford had seen her naked arms.

Seeing that Ernest was trying to put on the blouse on her shoulders, Florence pulled up the quilt and wrapped herself more tightly.

They had almost made love, but they were together in a short time. She didn’t think they were so intimate that he could help her get dressed.

That was way too shameful.

“I can do it myself. I’ll put it on.”

As she spoke, Florence snatched the blouse from Ernest’s hands. Then she hid in the quilt together with the blouse.

Ernest was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her deeply with a playful smile.

“When did you learn to put on clothes under the quilt?”

Florence blushed more deeply in embarrassment. She glared at him, “Stop looking at me. Turn around.”

“I’ve seen everything just now. Why are you so shy?” Ernest teased her playfully.

However, he turned around gracefully with his tall and strong back to her.

His voice was still full of amusement. He said, “I’ll see it every day in the future. You should get used to it as soon as possible.”

He sounded as if this time was the only time that he had allowed her to hide from him when getting dressed.

Florence glared at his back. How she wished that she could smash the blouse onto his face. How could this man be so shameless?

She truly didn’t have much time, and she was afraid that Stanford would see Ernest after coming back. She dared not to waste any time and put on her clothes quickly.

After that, she immediately hopped off the bed, reached out, and pulled Ernest.

Off guard, Ernest was a bit taken aback when being pulled by a small hand. He looked at Florence tenderly and held her hand back.

he asked

heat and strength from his

towards the window. “Did you come in from here? You

Florence into his

bent down his head and stared at her

you want me to leave so eagerly?

wouldn’t be enough time. Once her brother returned in advance, he

of his safety, she wanted him to leave

Of course, I want to be with you.

finished words, she suddenly paused. Covering her

bastard deliberately led her

of smiles. He lowered his

smile, he said, “I also want to

spread in the night, flustering

heart hammered so violently that

wanted to grip Ernest and be with him forever without leaving him for even

to bed early, Florence.

palm rubbed her hair and he let go of

the window, climbed over, and hopped

her room, Florence saw a half of

heart was tightened. Gazing at him,

God knew how much she wanted to

said in a

Ernest answered while

window for a few seconds, he looked at her and said, “Florence, please

voice was charming and magnetic. His words were

She wondered

Ernest suddenly turned away. His tall and figure

didn’t see which direction

Subconsciously, she approached the window, pulled out her neck, and looked out. However, outside her window were thick trees. Even under the light of the street lamps, she

she even

blink, Ernest

beside the window in a daze, disappointed,

how long she had been standing there. Behind her, suddenly, she heard the click on her door. Along with the click, she heard a man’s

are you standing in front of the open window? You are on

Stanford rushed over and closed the