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 in a

heat and strength from his hand stiffened

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

pulled Florence

down his head and stared at her

you want me to leave so eagerly? Don’t you want to

didn’t mean that. She was just worried that there wouldn’t

the sake of his safety, she wanted him to leave here

Of course, I want to be with you.

Florence could finished words, she suddenly paused. Covering her mouth,

bastard deliberately led her to confess that

full of smiles. He lowered his head and kissed Florence on

smile, he said, “I also want to be with

deep voice spread in the night, flustering

she was shocked by the electricity. Her heart hammered so violently that it almost flew out of

him forever without leaving him for even

early, Florence.

rubbed her

the window,

from her room, Florence saw a half of his

tightened. Gazing at him, she

how much she wanted to keep him

lips and said in a soft tone, “Be careful. Watch

Ernest answered

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

deep voice was charming and magnetic. His

for him? She wondered what he

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

see which direction he

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 could only see the darkness. She

this area, she even couldn’t hear

a blink, Ernest fled

in a daze, disappointed, worried, and

how long she had been standing there. Behind her, suddenly, she heard the click on her door. Along

in front of the open window? You are on fever. You

Stanford rushed over