My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

On the way, Ernest and Florence kept chitchatting about their daily lives. Both felt quite warm in their hearts.

Unconsciously, Ernest arrived at the hotel he checked in - an ultra-luxury hotel, Cindery Hotel.

Florence had never been there, but she knew the hotel was the nearest one by the Fraser family’s villa.

She knew that Ernest had chosen to check in here because of her.

Warmth raised in her heart again. On the screen, Florence watched Ernest walk into the hotel, get in the elevator, and entered his room.

His room was a president suite, quite luxurious. There were not a lot of his belongings in this room, but Florence saw there were two laptops on the tea table.

She was confused. “Why do you use two laptops?” she asked, wondering if one wasn’t enough.

Ernest’s eyes twinkled, a touch of complicated darkness flashing through them.

He answered in a deep voice, “Yeah. I have too much work to deal with. Are you sleepy now?”

Florence shook her head. With him, she felt quite spirited and energetic.

Ernest chuckled. “Do you want to continue chatting with me?”

Florence’s ears blushed. She retorted shyly, “Not really. Since you’ve arrived, hurry up and take a shower before going to bed.”

“How about you?”

“I’m going to bed, too. I’m already lying on my bed, ready for sleep,” Florence answered, affirming with her lips but denying in her heart.

She had completely forgotten that she said she wasn’t sleepy at all.

Ernest’s eyes were full of amusement.

Back then, Florence was always double-faced. Just at that time, they hadn’t confessed their love to each other, and there were a few misunderstandings between them. But now, when seeing her be like this, Ernest adored her a lot.

He pressed his thin lips. After a long while, he said, “Okay. Let’s hang up.”

“All right,” Florence answered with hesitation, suppressing her reluctance.

They had been on the video call for almost an hour, but she wasn’t tired of it at all. She even wanted to be like this forever.

Ernest waited for a few minutes, only to find that Florence was looking at him without any intention to hang up at all.

He curled up his lips into a deeper smile.

in his hand, he walked to

with one hand. While the buttons were unbuttoned one after another, his slender neck, collar

perfect and luring body lines made Florence

asked in embarrassment, “Ernest, what are you

clothes.” After a pause, he added, “My clothes are dusty. I don’t feel

He never could stand dusty or stained clothing. Just now he came out of the forest, which had a complicated environment, so his clothes

while blushed. “Why don’t you put down your phone before taking them off?” She noticed that he purposely put the camera in front of his body, wondering if he was giving her a reality

get

if he could read Florence’s mind, Ernest chuckled. “I don’t mind you keeping watching

The collar of his shirt was opened widely, and his curved pecs were

gaze was

way. Even his chest was in the most perfect state. He looked strong and powerful. Compared with

that not a woman’s charm could be seductive, but so was

Florence’s expression,

tried hard to suppress

him

“Florence, I’ll go

“What?”

eyes that were full of desire, her heart was tightened

he would do to her after going

wondered if he would continue to do whatever

face would bleed. Pressing her lips tightly, she felt too

atmosphere was quiet, they

a

arcs

movie. Florence’s heart hammered

a benefit. Finally, Ernest had taken off his shirt, but

- she was way too

Ernest had taken

she had been doing, Florence saw Ernest

sound stimulated

became reddish. “What are you

a low voice. “My trousers got dirty as

take them

of her. How shameless! Florence couldn’t have the guts to

covered her

shy,

“Why are you so shy? You’ve

had seen his body face-to-face in a quite close