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.

wrong?” he asked

from his hand stiffened Florence,

eyes twinkled. She pulled him towards the window. “Did you come in from here?

Florence into his

his head

leave so eagerly? Don’t you want to

worried that there wouldn’t be enough time. Once her brother returned in advance, he would

of his safety, she wanted him

she explained, “I do. Of course, I want to be

suddenly

her to confess that she wanted to

was full of smiles. He lowered his head and

he said, “I

spread in

electricity. Her heart hammered so violently that it almost flew out of her

and be with him forever without leaving him for even a

to bed early, Florence.

His big palm rubbed her hair and he let go of

window,

the light from her room, Florence saw a half

heart was tightened. Gazing at

she

she parted her lips and said in a soft tone, “Be careful. Watch out

answered

few seconds, he looked at

magnetic. His

him? She wondered

to ask him, only to find that Ernest suddenly turned away. His tall

didn’t see which direction he had

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

she even couldn’t hear any

blink, Ernest fled

standing beside the window in a daze, disappointed,

her, suddenly, she heard the click on her door. Along with the click, she heard

front of the open window? You are on fever. You should avoid

Stanford rushed over and closed the