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.

speak. Instead, with the phone in his hand, he walked

unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. While the buttons were unbuttoned one after another, his slender neck, collar bones, and other parts of his body

luring body lines made

asked in embarrassment, “Ernest, what are you

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

could stand dusty or stained clothing. Just now he came out of the forest, which

off?” She noticed that he purposely put the camera in front of his body, wondering if he

get a

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

collar of

gaze was

in a just proper way. Even his chest was in the most perfect state. He looked strong and powerful.

that not a woman’s charm could be

Florence’s expression, his eyes

that he had tried hard to suppress started

woman could arouse him even with her

I’ll go to

“What?”

eyes that were full of desire, her

what he would do to her after going to her

if he would continue to do whatever he couldn’t

blushed so deeply as if her face would bleed. Pressing her lips tightly, she felt too embarrassed to

Although the atmosphere was quiet, they

a large area of his

arcs and

a movie. Florence’s heart hammered so violently as if it would pop out of

Finally, Ernest had taken off his shirt, but

disdained herself - she was

Ernest had taken off the shirt

to change a topic and cover what she had been doing,

The clear sound

became reddish. “What

chuckled in a

should take them

in front of her. How

covered her eyes with

shy, Ernest smiled more

so shy? You’ve seen it

seen his body face-to-face